Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 158

After a good night’s sleep, Andrew woke up early. The first thing he did when he woke up was to look for Olivia. Then, he went to visit his great–grandfather with Olivia.

In the hotel living room, Zoe and Zoila were preparing breakfast. Zoila was really a meticulous and responsible person. After listening to Olivia’s words that day, she had completely come to terms with it. She took liking someone to heart. As long as she was happy, there was no need to get involved and make everyone unhappy.

She learned about Andrew’s preferences from Zoe and went out early to prepare breakfast. One of the dishes was croissant. The hotel did not serve this dish for breakfast. She especially went out and asked around for a long time before buying it from a private restaurant.

When she packed it back, it was still warm and scalding.

Seeing that Andrew had woken up, she immediately waved her hand. “Andrew, come over and eat breakfast. It’s still hot.”

Andrew ran to the dining table and sniffed. Then, he smiled. “It smells so good!”

“Let’s eat.” Seeing that Andrew liked it, Zoila was pleased and quickly handed the spoon over.

Unexpectedly, Andrew shook his head, blinked his beautiful eyes, and said seriously, “I want to wait for Olivia to eat together.”

Zoila was stunned. The smile on her face faded a little, but she still advised seriously, “But when Olivia comes, the dishes will turn cold. If they turn cold, they won’t taste good anymore.”

She coaxed him as if she was coaxing a child.

Children could rarely resist the temptation of food. Moreover, croissant was his favorite.

However, Andrew did not hesitate as she had imagined. Instead, he rejected her directly. “No, I want to wait for Olivia to eat together.”

Her soft, childlike voice sounded firm and resolute without any hesitation.

Zoila was stunned. She didn’t understand. “You can eat first and wait while you eat. Ms. Taylor hasn’t woken up yet. When she wakes up, the dishes will be cold. The croissant you like won’t be delicious anymore, Don’t you like it very much?”

it’s cold, I won’t ez it. What’s there to

“There’s tomorrow.”

The little child’s tone was firm. “Time waits for no

grip on her spoon,

be carrying fruits over. When she saw this, she smiled and said to Zoila, “Don’t persuade him. Mr. Andrew has a lot of thoughts.” Zoila looked up in

Self–discipline is self–discipline. Mr. Andrew has very strong self–control of his desires. If he doesn’t finish his homework, he definitely won’t go out to play, no matter who told him to give up on his homework. If he can’t complete his daily mission, he definitely won’t sleep until he finishes

how hungry he is or how much he likes the food on the table, he will never touch his spoon!” When he spoke, Zoe’s tone was filled with pride. Mr. Andrew was really

and extremely powerful self–control. Those were

Zoila’s impression, four or five–year–old children were very childish because they were kids. They did not know anything and

his son had

on Zoila’s face. She said, “Andrew should be like Mr.

shook her head and explained, “Sir said that Mr. Andrew is like his mother. He’s exactly like her in all aspects. He’s smart,

skipped a beat when

his mother was outstanding and matched Mr. Sullivan. After Andrew’s mother was gone, Mr. Sullivan had been alone for

of everyone at the Taylor family’s banquet to find her daughter. It had only been more than half a year since then. It was

that Olivia had been doing research in Ember University’s laboratory before that. She did not have

Olivia. Olivia came from a good family and was very capable. That was why Mr. Sullivan was with her. With this thought in mind, all the logic made sense

Olivia for the sake of

gaze suddenly became fervent as she

liked me, would I…

washing up, she went to the next room to look

the sofa and ran to speak. When he saw Olivia, he immediately pounced on her and said softly, “Olivia, I missed you so

and would occasionally throw a tantrum, but in front of Olivia, he was extremely soft. He was completely a cute little thing who