Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 82

“Why do I help you?”

Daniel raised his gaze in the dim light of the storage room. The room was dimly lit with only a small yellow light on the ceiling, casting a soft glow downwards and reflecting off the dusty surfaces.

Yet, this subdued light couldn’t conceal the man’s extraordinary presence. He exuded a mysterious aura, both cold and proud. But he also exuded an air of elegance and nobility. His every movement and gesture carried an enigmatic charm.

That day, ever since he first laid eyes on Olivia at home, everything about Daniel had been off. His heart raced, his breathing quickened and his vision turned black. The world around him seemed to fade away.

He only had eyes for her and could only see her!

He had managed to restrain himself up until now, stopping himself from embracing her tightly. He believed he had exercised the greatest self–control of his life.

Previously, he had thought he could take things slowly, gradually making her care for him, slowly making her like him and gradually discovering their shared history. However, the moment he stepped into this cramped storage room, he saw her curled up in a corner covered in dust, looking like a helpless creature.

His heart had squeezed at that moment as if scalded by something searing.

At that instant, he knew he was done for.

He wouldn’t allow anyone, even herself, to hurt her.

Were loved ones really that important, important enough to allow self–inflicted suffering?

He would not allow it.

With him around, no one would harm her.

Daniel blinked, suppressing the bitterness and moisture that threatened to well up in his eyes. His gaze shifted, and he returned to the cold, arrogant, and noble Daniel again.

He gave Olivia an irrefutable reason. “Because Andrew likes you.”

At this point, he paused for a moment and looked at Olivia’s face slowly. was just a glance, but it seemed to be substantial. It was like a soft little brush that brushed past her face leisurely and slowly.

reason, Olivia’s face

and concealed the gradual flush creeping onto her cheeks.

Olivia frowned. While she couldn’t argue with this

that.” Daniel lowered his gaze, his fingers brushing over the golden cuff on his sleeve. His gaze swept over the corner where Olivia had been sitting earlier, and he asked, “Do you mind if I

saw Daniel’s custom–made silver–grey suit. She thought

nodded. “Sure,

and sat down in the

Daniel was sitting in a narrow and dark corner, his remarkable presence

there, he appeared as if he was mingling among the common people, yet retaining his noble bearing. After Daniel sat down, he gestured for Olivia

was helpless. She wondered why this man was

to Daniel’s side and turned her back to the

slightly in her

Olivia ended up directly in

as red as a tomato. She instinctively tried to get up, but Daniel tightened his arms and

Olivia found herself

strong masculine aura around

said in a considerate tone, “Is

tolerant

was at a

blank for a moment. They would be a little confused, but they would quickly

Olivia struggled to get off Daniel. “What are you doing? Let go of

letting go. His face remained expressionless, but his cold eyes radiated a chill. “Don’t move. You fell into the water a couple of days ago, and now you want to

and then, almost instinctively, she turned her

confused eyes, Daniel sighed in his heart. He softened his tone and said in a low

and laid

Olivia obediently sat down.

front of Daniel, she

She instinctively believed that he wouldn’t harm her

very satisfied. He felt that his fondness

aesthetic preferences