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

his head away with a huff, his voice turning icy. “You don’t

her Ms. Taylor? Wasn’t it

few steps back and stood up. “In

not

slowly retreated and left the study

sound of her footsteps receded from the door, gradually moving

of footsteps on the stairs could be heard. Suddenly, Daniel

that the stubborn Olivia left

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

Olivia descended the stairs, she coincidentally met Zoe, who was

as she did not

pointed upstairs and said, “Mr. Sullivan had hurt

then immediately got the medical kit

was still fuming. But he keenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching

that it was

a swift motion, he quickly sat back on the windowsill. He lifted his bruised toes

were two knocks at the door, followed by its

concealed the surprise in his eyes and raised his gaze composedly. In his heart, he had

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what he saw was Zoe, who

plummeted. His gaze turned chilly, showing a mix of shock, annoyance, disappointment, and a subtle trace of hidden hurt

slightly taken aback by

like that and if

frustration and

told me you were injured and asked me to check on

“Olivia told you?”

Zoe nodded vigorously.

were as changeable as the weather,

as he thought. Olivia did care about

and nodded regally at Zoe. He raised his chin before reverting to his usual cold

emotion.

had grown accustomed to

—

aloof,

been like this aristocratic, rarely engaging in conversations, unwilling to waste effort on trivial matters, yet demonstrating unparalleled decisiveness and precision

for over ten years, initially serving in the old mansion. Later, when Daniel had a son, Daniel’s mother, Isabella Sullivan, didn’t trust anyone else and had

was Daniel’s father who managed the Sullivan Group. At that time,