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

around and said, “Nah. It’s all in the past

why won’t you eat the cake I

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

and gave Olivia a gentle

Olivia’s reaction. The pretty maid continued

Olivia didn’t cat the cake, it would be a disregard for Emma’s

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

ate this 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

of water at the dining table, each filling up to only three–quarters with a

and watching her movements

the

puzzled by her behavior and did not know

toward Emma and picked up another one. with her right hand, saying, “I apologize for what happened earlier. This glass of water is my way of saying sorry to

and shook the empty glass at

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

indifferent without a trace of mockery, as if only recounting the facts in a calm

white T–shirt and casual pants. Although it was

exuded a strong presence just by standing there without saying

that was both aloof and persuasive,

turned around to walk away, only leaving a slender and upright back for

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

were too focused on Emma’s carefully

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

apology at all. It’s simply a

the plate with her fingertips and gradually tightening