Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 313

When they got into the car, Olivia asked Elena, “When does the competition

start?”

Elena was very professional and immediately said, “The competition starts at 9 o’clock and ends at 11 o’clock. After that, it’s time for the judges to comment. You’re a specially invited judge. You don’t have to review every piece of work. You just need to comment on the final 10 pieces of work. According to the practice of the previous competitions, the specially invited judge will comment at around 2 p.m.”

Olivia nodded and said decisively, “Go reply that I’ll be there by 1:30 p.m.”

At the entrance of the art gallery, seeing Olivia leave with her own eyes, Doris patted her chest and heaved a long sigh of relief.

She was finally gone!

Although Doris did not know who Olivia was, the fact that Olivia could come to the art gallery today meant that she was related to the Painting Association. She assumed that Olivia was either a member of the Painting Association or an assistant of the association.

Doris calculated the time in her heart. The ten works that were selected would be announced at two in the afternoon. After that, it would be time for the specially invited judges to comment on them.

When it was two o’clock, the outcome would be set. Even if Olivia did not like her, it would not change the outcome.

Moreover, Olivia might just be a nobody in the Painting Association. She might not even have a say

Doris was strengthless. She took the elevator upstairs. When she reached the door, she bumped into the girl sitting in front of her. Her aunt was a member of the Painting Association.

Seeing this, Doris went over enthusiastically and took the girl’s arm, inquiring about something.

“A twenty–four or twenty–five–year–old girl?” The girl frowned. “I don’t think so. The youngest female member of the Painting Association is Jeanne. There’s no one younger than her.”

“Oh.” Doris was overjoyed. However, to be safe, she asked again, “What about people around the same age? Any assistants?”

“No.” The girl said, shaking her head, “The threshold for joining the Painting Association is rather high. How can there be so many young people?”

Hearing this, Doris was completely relieved.

It turned out that Olivia was nothing. Doris thought that she was some big shot. It

Billions Mosing Darling

turned out to be a false alarm.

At the Dillon family.

about it and

someone just called and asked to speak

frowned. “She just won’t give me a

hurriedly shook her head and said. “It’s not Doris. It’s a man.”

A man?

face darkened. “Could it be Bettany.

always been restless. She’s already pregnant, but she can’t just stay at home and

impatiently. ‘She’s just a weak girl. Her parents don’t care about her. Who else can she count on?”

Linda and said in a sepulchral tone. “Keep an ey on her. Make sure

response and left.

and

was as flawless and delicate as snow porcelain,

marks on her waist and thighs stood out, a

open and close behind her.

someone had entered. Bettany’s body stiffened for a moment, and a trace of fear flashed across her

sentence. Bettany finally couldn’t take it anymore. Before the wheelchair

on the table

became even more flustered, like a

eyes were filled with panic.

didn’t register anger. Although he was as expressionless as ever, the corners of his mouth were curled

faint smile had been hanging on the corner

he saw the untouched breakfast on the table, his good mood was

his dark eyes,

“You didn’t eat?”

fixed his eyes on Bettany, like a wolf that was about to attack at

moment.

said, trembling. “I…

beautiful eyes were filled with maliciousness. He raised his hand,

shattered glass cut Bettany’s jaw, and

hand grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair tightly as if he

a low voice, “I’ll get Linda to make another breakfast.”

nodded timidly. “I–I’ll eat

Marcus. His cold expression softened. He looked up at the scratch on Bettany’s chin for a while

left, she instantly collapsed to the ground., regardless of the

the pain in her

of