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

for a moment, Olivia turned around and

why won’t you eat the cake

hint 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 can forgive me,

tilted her head and gave Olivia

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

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

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

it could go either way, but she didn’t feel like eating because she didn’t. have

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

was puzzled and watching her

pouring the water, Olivia brought the two glasses of water to

by her behavior and did not know what she was up

saying, “I apologize for what happened earlier. This glass of water is my way of saying sorry to you. I’ll empty

the empty glass at Emma. Her eyes were cold.

“If you don’t eat my cake, it means you

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

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

strong presence just by standing there without

a scholarly demeanor that was both aloof and persuasive, rendering one

no longer paid attention to the crowd and turned around to

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

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

sincere apology. Who would 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

there, gripping the plate with her fingertips and