Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 7

At the moment, William was still overseas. It was also unknown to him what had happened at home.

If he were to return and learn that Emma had someone to hurt Olivia, he would surely punish Emma.

Emma was not afraid of punishment, but she feared being driven out of the Taylor family by William. Therefore, she had to reconcile with Olivia before William returned.

“As long as the victim forgives me, William will not do anything, even if he is angry.

“Even though Olivia is narrow–minded and unwilling to forgive me, I must still maintain a humble attitude to show my sincerity to everyone,” said Emma inwardly.

Olivia glanced at the plate in Emma’s hand, which had four different flavored cakes on it.

She was not interested in this type of sweet–tasting cake. Besides, she just woke up and wasn’t in the mood for food.

So, she shook her head and said, “No need. Thanks.”

After speaking, she turned her gaze and instructed the chef to heat up two sandwiches, bring a cup of milk, and deliver them to her room.

Her cold expression made Emma feel uneasy. Emma took a step forward and stopped her. “Olivia, try this. It’s really delicious. I specially made it for you.”

The pretty maid who came with Emma added, “Yes, Miss Olivia, you should try it. Miss Emma woke up at 4 o’clock this morning just to make the cake for you. She made four different kinds because she didn’t know your preferences.”

Olivia ignored the two of them and walked straight past Emma toward the door.

As soon as she reached the doorway, she was met with Emma’s. emotionally charged/interrogation from behind. “Olivia, do you still hate me?”

Olivia furrowed her brows. She was not vindictive and believed that the past should remain in the past. Since the matter had already been discussed that day, she would not dwell on it further.

still dwelled on

a moment, Olivia turned around and said, “Nah.

you eat the cake

of annoyance reflected in her expression. She grew impatient with Emma’s persistence, saying, “These are two completely different matters!” Not eating the cake had absolutely no correlation with hating Olivia. Emma carried the plate of cake and walked up to Olivia, looking at her gently and expectantly. “Olivia, I was wrong before and made a mistake. If you

her head and gave

the two of them, waiting for Olivia’s reaction. The pretty maid continued to speak in Emma’s support, “Miss

cake, it would be a disregard for

over minor details or engage in petty politics. However, this did not mean that she was weak or incapable of

she didn’t. have much of an appetite in the morning. However, faced with the relentless pressure from Emma now, she didn’t even want

water at the dining table, each filling up to only

was puzzled and watching

brought the two glasses of

by her behavior and did not know

apologize for what happened earlier. This glass of water is my way of saying

speaking, she finished the water in her glass and shook the empty glass at

in Emma’s hand and said, “If you don’t eat my cake, it means you won’t forgive me. This is not an

trace of mockery, as if only recounting the

wearing a simple white T–shirt and casual pants. Although it was a homey and gentle outfit,

strong presence just

scholarly demeanor that was both aloof

turned around to walk away, only leaving a slender and

everyone in the kitchen had frozen in place. Until a long time

now, they were too focused on Emma’s carefully prepared cake and overlooked

say such things as, ‘If you don’t eat my cake, it means you won’t forgive me?‘

Olivia is right. This is not an apology at all. It’s simply a

there, gripping the plate with