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.

175

15:20

sensed the unusual atmosphere and

his voice turning icy. “You

to calling her Ms. Taylor? Wasn’t it

a few steps

head down, not looking at her and

then slowly retreated and

sound of her footsteps receded from the door, gradually moving

footsteps on the stairs could be heard. Suddenly, Daniel sprang up from the

Olivia left him

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

met Zoe, who was

bit puzzled as she

and said, “Mr. Sullivan had hurt his

then immediately got the medical

was still fuming. But he keenly heard

thought that it was

quickly sat back on the windowsill. He lifted his bruised

were two knocks at the door,

concealed the surprise in his eyes and raised his gaze composedly. In his heart, he had a smug thought. “This stubborn girl, I knew you

15.20

saw was Zoe, who stood at the room

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

was slightly taken aback by

looked at her like that and if she had

frustration and

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

“Olivia told you?”

Zoe nodded vigorously.

mood lifted again. His emotions were as changeable as the weather, instantly shifting from irritation

just as he thought. Olivia did care

He raised his chin before reverting to his usual cold

emotion.

had grown accustomed

—

aloof,

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

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

father who managed the Sullivan Group. At that time, the Sullivan family was already powerful. It