Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 32

Daniel didn’t leave Olivia much time for speculation and went straight to the point. “You can call me Daniel, and I’ll call you Olivia.”

Olivia silently repeated the name “Daniel” in her mind, suddenly feeling a sense of familiarity as if she had uttered it countless times before.

She blinked, suppressing the peculiar emotions that arose.

Strangely enough, ever since she got to know the father and son from the Sullivan family, she would often experience odd feelings.

However, Andrew was too adorable, so she didn’t dwell on it.

Daniel’s foot was still injured, and Olivia glanced at it again. While it was bruised, there didn’t seem to be any swelling, so it should be nothing serious. She was about to crouch down for a closer look.

However, Daniel pulled back his foot.

He turned his head slightly, his ears reddening as if feeling shy.

“Olivia, please take a seat. I’ll handle this,” he said.

Olivia wasn’t one to meddle or impose, usually preferring to leave when faced with such statements.

However, Daniel was Andrew’s father, and she cared for him more out of affection for his son.

Hence, with a hint of determination in her tone, she insisted and said, “I know a bit about medicine. Let me take a look.”

Daniel gazed at Olivia for a while, his expression gradually becoming more troubled. He felt like a breath stuck in his chest, unable to find its way out, and he couldn’t seem to voice his thoughts.

He thought that Olivia had changed her attitude so quickly.

Before they mentioned Andrew, she offered politely to take him to the hospital. Upon realizing he was a responsible father, she seemed to care about his injury genuinely.

She was definitely a woman who only had her son in her eyes and no room for her husband.

Was she just worried he couldn’t care for Andrew if he were injured?

Daniel was a bit flustered, watching Olivia with a gaze that seemed to emit a cool breeze.

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atmosphere and raised her gaze

his head away with a huff, his

Ms.

few steps back and stood up.

his head down, not looking

slowly retreated and left

her footsteps receded

of footsteps on the stairs could be heard. Suddenly,

stubborn Olivia left him here all alone and

the floor created a rhythmic pattern without a trace of the pain from hitting

she coincidentally met Zoe,

Zoe was a bit puzzled as she

pointed upstairs and said, “Mr. Sullivan had hurt his

a moment, then immediately got the medical kit and

the second floor, Daniel was still fuming. But he keenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching

thought that

quickly sat back on the windowsill. He lifted

at the door, followed

his eyes and raised his gaze composedly. In his heart, he had a smug thought. “This

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Zoe, who stood at the

chilly, showing a mix of shock, annoyance, disappointment, and a subtle trace of

was slightly taken aback by

like that and if

and asked, “Why are

you were injured

“Olivia told you?”

Zoe nodded vigorously.

emotions were as changeable as the weather, instantly shifting from irritation to

as he thought. Olivia did care about

stretched his long legs and nodded regally at Zoe. He raised his chin before reverting to his usual cold demeanor. “You may leave, I don’t need your assistance.” His tone was as indifferent as ever,

emotion.

had grown

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aloof,

been like this aristocratic, rarely engaging in conversations, unwilling to waste effort on trivial matters, yet

the old mansion. Later, when Daniel had a son, Daniel’s mother, Isabella Sullivan, didn’t trust anyone else and had

in the Sullivan family. In the past, it was Daniel’s father who managed the Sullivan Group. At that time, the Sullivan