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?”

and ran upstairs with the drawing

frame the picture of the little turtle and hang it in his

what Olivia drew for

returned to her senses and continued her

William’s

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

were a little

inherently biased, just as each of the five fingers had its own length, let alone a

exchange of emotions, how could she

calmly, but her tone was firm. “Of course, I’m leaning towards Grandpa Isaac. He raised me and

is like this. Therefore, our mother’s choice is not wrong. She just dotes on the child

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with that?”

I’ve never blamed her for

very rational person. From the beginning to the end, she never blamed Amelia for being biased. She

couldn’t accept that her biological

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

and I don’t love her enough. That’s fair. But what right does she have

any love, what right does she have to ask me to give in? What right does she have

in an extremely fierce tone, “The first time, when Emma tried to have someone

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

even if she wanted to side with Emma, she would find a way to seek reconciliation, offer money and gifts, and compromise to resolve the

arrogant when it comes to me? Is it all because I’m her

she helped Emma frame me, slander my reputation, and even wanted to use public opinion to intimidate me. Every single one of them

No matter how powerful the Taylor family is, they can’t surpass the law. But

me and I’m her daughter, that she can confine

don’t believe that you don’t understand this!” Olivia said coldly. “It’s you who went all

would not take

seen anyone, let alone a mother, claim that human nature is so base that

if she hurt someone else, at random stranger

her biological daughter, does that mean I have to

and resonant. They were like sharp blades that

made his

Olivia to

trembled violently. He knew

back and saw Amelia