Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 270

Olivia was in the middle of drawing with Andrew when she received a call from Maddie.

She didn’t think too much and answered the call directly.

When she picked it up, she realized that it was William.

Olivia raised her eyebrows slightly with a hint of surprise.

She had some understanding of William. This person was very responsible, shrewd, and quite insightful.

Knowing that she and the Taylor family had reached this point, there was absolutely no room for reconciliation.

If there was nothing important, he would have never called her.

Then, why did he call today?

Olivia switched hands to answer the phone, leaving her right hand free to draw with Andrew.

Her attention was not entirely focused on William.

“Ms. Taylor.” William’s tone was very polite. “I’m sorry to disturb you.”

Upon hearing this, Olivia curled her lips and sneered. “Mr. Taylor, no need to be so polite. If you have something to say, just say it.”

William took a deep breath and looked out of the window into the distance. After a while, he said calmly, “Ms. Taylor, may I ask you a question?”

“Yeah,” she replied.

William asked, “If all of this hadn’t happened, and if we could turn back time to the day you first returned to the Taylor family, and there was a conflict between my mother and Grandpa Isaac, who adopted you, who would you support?“.,

Olivia was in the middle of drawing a little turtle. When she heard his question, the tip of her colored pen paused, leaving a large green spot on the white paper.

Without rushing, she smoothly redirected her stroke, and the green spot slowly turned into the patterns on the turtle’s back.

Little Andrew was stunned. He clapped his hands and exclaimed, “Amazing.”

Olivia’s heart suddenly softened. She leaned over and kissed the little guy on the forehead and whispered, “Would you like to go upstairs and play?”

nodded and ran upstairs with the drawing paper in

the picture of the little turtle and hang it

was what Olivia drew

Olivia returned to her senses and continued her phone

William’s

her when a conflict arises between giving birth to goodness and nurturing goodness, she would tend to

a little

five fingers had its own length, let alone a child who was not raised by

exchange

but her tone was firm. “Of course, I’m leaning towards Grandpa Isaac. He raised me and doted on me. How can I bear

this. Therefore, our mother’s

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with that?”

I’ve never

end, she never blamed Amelia for being biased. She could even accept that her mother may not love

couldn’t accept that her biological mother

not distinguish right from wrong, could not see the difference between good and

enough, and I don’t love her enough. That’s fair.

want to give me any love, what right does she have to ask me to give in? What right does she have to meddle in my life? What right does she have to insult

time, when Emma tried to have someone insult me, it was Amelia who asked me to back down. She naturally asked me to be tolerant and not pursue the

that? Was it because she gave birth to me, so she could make the

would find a way to seek reconciliation,

is she so arrogant when it comes to me? Is it all

little agitated. She paused for a moment and continued, “Also, she helped Emma frame me, slander my reputation, and even wanted to use

powerful the Taylor family is, they can’t surpass the law. But why did

gave birth to me and I’m her daughter,

“It’s you who went all out and told me that human nature is like this. Isn’t that ridiculous?”

would not take the

anyone, let alone a mother, claim that human nature is so base that it justifies harming her own daughter

just because she harmed me that I must forgive her? I want to ask, if she hurt someone else, at random stranger in the world, do you have the face to

have to forgive her no matter what she does? Why

and resonant. They were like sharp blades that

made his

to

He knew that every word he had

looked back and saw Amelia lying