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.

the strong and gentle with the weak. Seeing Daniel,

Is it serious? Do you need to go

shook his head. “No need. A bit of ointment will do.

didn’t really

corner of his mouth twitching slightly, an apologetic

looked up, a hint of confusion

wish to pull her close and plant

all his strength to maintain composure. “It’s about the

for his odd behavior

to me through Andrew. Andrew is my son, and I value him greatly. So,

While his explanation was understandable, treating every woman as if she was trying to latch onto him wasn’t fair. Daniel’s gaze was calm as he glanced at Olivia. Seeing her lack of response,

to me a few times,

instinctively furrowed her brows, feeling a

unease came

mostly thought this lady wanted

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family. But who would have

felt a sudden tightness in her chest, a

quickly became a reality as Daniel’s magnetic yet calm voice continued, “Her ambitions were even

Andrew, intending to kidnap and

burned, her heart feeling as if

she squatted down, leaning close to Daniel, looking up at

her face,

calmer his expression became, making Olivia’s heart race, feeling a tightness in her

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

He became incredibly agitated.

about her

she think he was

his internal displeasure, portraying the image of a

he didn’t know how she had forgotten him entirely,

he found out yesterday that she had

wanting to confront

her husband,