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 this

for a moment, Olivia turned around and said, “Nah. It’s all in the past

eat the cake

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

tilted her head and

maid continued to speak in Emma’s support, “Miss Emma put a lot

that if Olivia didn’t cat the cake, it would be a disregard

not like to fuss over minor details or engage in petty politics. However, this did not mean

piece of cake. Originally, it could go either way, but she didn’t feel like eating because she didn’t. have much of an appetite in the morning. However, faced with the

around to pour two glasses of water at the dining table, each filling up to only three–quarters

puzzled and watching her movements

Olivia brought the

puzzled by her behavior and did not know what she was

Emma and picked up another one. with her right hand, saying, “I apologize for

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

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

speaking, Olivia was calm and indifferent without a trace of mockery, as if only recounting

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

exuded a strong presence just by standing

scholarly demeanor that was both aloof and persuasive, rendering

attention to the crowd and turned around to walk away, only leaving a slender

place. Until a long time after Olivia had left, they discreetly glanced at Emma before

were too focused on Emma’s carefully prepared

Who would say such things as, ‘If you don’t

This is not an apology at all.

there, gripping the plate with her fingertips