Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 31

The door to the upstairs study was open, Olivia approached the door and leaned in to listen for a moment, and when she heard no sound, she knocked a few times. “Mr. Sullivan, do you need help?”

The silence persisted, unbroken.

A knot of worry formed in Olivia’s chest, the fear that he might have lost consciousness gnawing at her. Without a second thought, driven by a mix of concern and urgency, she decisively pushed the door open.

The study room unfurled before her, grand in its expanse. Tall bookshelves laden with volumes of knowledge lined the walls, their natural wood grain gleaming softly under the ambient light. Directly across from her, to the right, a majestic desk held its ground. Its polished surface was home to a sleek computer and an organized stack of important–looking documents.

At her initial glance, the room seemed devoid of human presence. But as Olivia’s eyes adjusted and scanned the room more meticulously, a subtle detail caught her attention.

He was there but almost camouflaged. Nestled by the bay window, his silhouette was masked by the heavy, dark curtains, making him appear as if he was a part of the drapery, a shadow blending into the night.

Olivia walked over.

An overturned solid wood chair lay askew on the floor, hinting at a recent disturbance. Daniel Sullivan was seated gracefully by the bay window, one leg casually crossed over the other, exuding an air of nonchalance despite the evident chaos.

From Olivia’s vantage point, she could discern the telltale hues of blue and purple marring his toes. The implication was clear: the chair must have fallen on his foot, causing the bruise.

“Are you okay?” Olivia bent down, asking with concern.

It seemed as though Dániel was lost in his own world, unaware of her presence. When he finally noticed her, his eyes showed a momentary look of bewilderment. He stared blankly at her for a few heartbeats as if trying to piece together the situation before recognition slowly dawned on his face.

“I’m sorry, the noise must have startled you,” he said.

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His tone was polite, starkly contrasting to his previous sarcastic demeanor, as if he were a different person.

gentle with the weak. Seeing Daniel, clearly injured, still concerned about

serious? Do you need

A bit of ointment will do. Thank

I didn’t really help much,”

corner of his mouth twitching slightly, an apologetic look in

of confusion in her eyes, which sparkled

to pull her close

his head with effort, using all his strength to maintain composure. “It’s about

his odd

“Many women have tried to get close to me through Andrew. Andrew is my son, and I value him greatly. So,

at Olivia. Seeing her lack of response, he quickly shifted his tone and gave an example.

gifts. Andrew mentioned to me a few

Olivia instinctively furrowed her

unease came suddenly

“I mostly thought this lady wanted

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family. But who would

paused, and Olivia felt a sudden tightness in her chest,

calm

woo Andrew, intending to kidnap and use him to threaten

been calm, but upon hearing this, her eyes suddenly burned, her heart feeling

control herself, she squatted down, leaning close to Daniel,

lingered on her face, but he

his expression became, making Olivia’s heart race,

odd behavior. However, seeing Olivia so engrossed in a mere fictional tale, showing immense concern for Andrew but disregarding his own injury in front

He became incredibly agitated.

care about her son and not her

think he

concerned expression despite his internal displeasure, portraying the image

force. Even though he didn’t know how she had forgotten him entirely, causing him endless distress, her

found out yesterday that

control his emotions, wanting to confront her

who had abandoned her husband, to see what she had