Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 369

Olivia had recently found herself with a great deal of freedom. She had ample time to be with Andrew. The pair strolled through the Smith family estate, exploring both the grand main villa at the forefront and the scattered secondary buildings nestled behind.

Olivia donned sportswear and a straw hat to shield herself from the sun. In her left hand, she clutched a shovel, while Andrew held her right.

She was making her way toward the petite garden.

“Olivia, there are many people over there, observed little Andrew, his sharp eyes fixed on the annex building as he pointed.

Olivia glanced in that direction and indeed noticed the crowd of people.

Upon seeing Olivia approach, the second–in–command hastily provided an explanation, “Ellis delivered them. It appears to be an artificial intelligence company

While they conversed. Ellis joined the discussion, informing Olivia, “Mr. Sullivan acquired an artificial intelligence research company and even recruited a foreign genius in the field. They’re currently operating here on a tight schedule. Let them stay here for the time being, and once they’ve secured a suitable location, they’ll relocate.

Olivia was aware of Daniel’s enduring aspiration to advance artificial intelligence. Hepfe, upon hearing Ellis’s words, she nodded in agreement, showing little concern.

Conversely, Andrew blinked his large, curious eyes when he noticed a stranger approaching. Observing this, Olivia guided him inside.

In the living room, a young man, Shawn, sat with Copper, engrossed in a discussion. Shawn was a computing prodigy, his demeanor exuding the icy arrogance characteristic of geniuses. He had a penchant for solitude and avoided interactions with others.

Copper held the project leadership, and the two of them engaged in a work–related conversation. As Ellis ushered the newcomers inside, Copper rose from his seat and greeted, “Ellis.”

On the other hand, Shawn lifted his head in acknowledgment.

With a smile, Ellis provided an introduction, saying, “This is Ms. Taylor, Mr. Sullivan’s fiancée, and Mr. Andrew.”

Copper extended a warm greeting to both of them.

Despite Shawn’s aloof demeanor, he possessed emotional intelligence. He sat upright and offered Olivia a polite greeting, even extending his hand to Andrew.

A laptop rested on the table, its screen cluttered with lines of code. It was evident that the two of them had been engrossed in discussing it before Olivia’s arrival.

Olivia cast a quick glance at the laptop screen and immediately identified the issue within the code.

She inquired, “Do you require assistance?”

Copper assumed Olivia was joking and promptly waved his hand, saying, “Ms. Taylor, you’re too kind. We can handle this on our own.”

“Very well,” Olivia nodded in response.

This was because the code issue was not particularly challenging, and the others already had a solution in mind. There was no necessity for Olivia to get involved. She escorted Andrew and departed the scene.

Once Olivia had departed, the two of them resumed their discussion on the earlier issue.

Ellis, despite his limited technical knowledge, could discern that the two of them were facing a substantial challenge. The problem proved to be quite vexing, with no immediate, fitting solution in sight. Perplexed. Ellis inquired, “If you don’t have a solution, why did Ms. Taylor decline when asked if she could help?

issue is highly intricate. Olivia is a biomedicine

but

If she offered help

or

Ms. Taylor is well–versed in computers. I’d have to walk her through the entire project again. Explaining the

brow, displaying his discontent. He detested the hassle of explaining, finding it to be a bothersome endeavor

I get it, Ellis conceded, raising his hands in surrender. You two can carry on with your discussion. I’ll take care of the logistics for

them proceeded to

while little Andrew took charge of bring the

they had prepared a small parce of land

to several dependable

agreement and listened nonchalantly

arrangements” Upon hearing this, Tracy instantly erupted

manage and oversee the entire

shook his head, resembling a rattle drum. “No, no. Ms. Taylor. I can’t. It’s best for you to make the decision. I report to you at any time

on others.

she decided to entrust the matter to

selected someone and suggested, “How about Healix Let him take

was surprised. Her tone was a little hent Ms. Taylor,

for

make a recommendation?” Tracy playfully tapped her nose. She was so enthusiastic that she found it hard to contain her

significant responsibility in my hands, even after I initially declined. Now, she’s requesting me to suggest a candidate. What a remarkable display of trust this is!

for their confidants, as understood by those in ancient times. She blinked and resolved

nodded, agreeing. Tll place my

devise a plan overnight and send it to you tomorrow for your review.

was too troublesome!

trivial affairs, and the Smith family’s.concerns were already consuming a scant

grandfather and her enduring friendship with Jarron and Gillian She had been willing to invest time in addressing their concerns, caring about their perspectives and striving

grandfather unconscious, she harbored complete duillusionment regarding Jarmon

expressed strong confidence in Olivia, stating, “Ms. Taylor is exceptionally capable. If

turned serious as he remarked, “Understanding the issue doesn’t necessarily equate to. expertise. This is an exceptionally complex problem, beyond the scope of an amateur. Furthermore, even if Ms. Taylor is well–versed in computers, I’d have to walk

detested the hassle of explaining,

his hands in surrender. “You two can carry on with your

Andrew, the two of them proceeded to the

while little Andrew took charge of burying

had prepared a small piece of land for their

to several dependable clan members,

agreement and listened nonchalantly.

directed, “I’ll entrust this matter to you. You can handle the

frustration, thinking. “How could he delegate such a crucial matter to me? I have no

have full authority to manage and oversee

resembling a rattle drum. “No, no, Ms. Taylor. I can’t. It’s best for you to make the decision. I’ll report to you at any time.