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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the unusual atmosphere and raised her gaze to

a huff, his voice turning icy. “You don’t need to bother,

is he back to calling her Ms.

few steps back and stood up.

head down, not looking

slowly retreated and left

step, the sound of her footsteps receded from the door,

could be heard. Suddenly, Daniel sprang up from

left him here all alone and walked

in frustration. The sound of his footsteps on the floor created a rhythmic pattern without a

descended the stairs, she coincidentally met Zoe, who was returning from the

a bit puzzled as she did not understand why Olivia

“Mr. Sullivan had hurt his

got the medical kit and rushed

fuming. But he keenly

that it

back on the windowsill. He lifted

two knocks at the door, followed

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

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he saw was Zoe, who stood at the

showing a mix of shock, annoyance, disappointment, and a subtle trace of hidden hurt when he

slightly taken aback

Daniel looked at her like that

frustration and asked, “Why

cautiously responded, “Ms. Taylor told me you were injured and asked me to

“Olivia told you?”

Zoe nodded vigorously.

were as changeable as the weather,

thought. Olivia did

his usual cold demeanor. “You may leave, I don’t need your assistance.” His tone was as indifferent as

emotion.

grown accustomed to

—

aloof,

eyes of others, Daniel had always been like this aristocratic, rarely engaging in conversations, unwilling to waste effort on trivial matters, yet demonstrating unparalleled decisiveness and precision in

in the old mansion. Later, when Daniel had a

Sullivan Group. At that time, the Sullivan family was already powerful.