Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 182

It was December, and Layfield was already very cold.

Olivia was wrapped in a solid–colored, knee–length cashmere coat, unbuttoned, with a loose belt at the waist.

She wore a pair of four–centimeter sheepskin ankle boots, revealing her long and slender calves.

She had always dressed up in sportswear. Her clothes were simple and casual, and she always wore sneakers.

This was the first time Gillian had seen her dressed like this.

Standing at 170 cm in height, plus the 4 cm heels, she exuded a commanding presence.

She just stood there indifferently without saying a word, exuding an invisible pressure.

Gillian pinched her pale fingers, feeling an inexplicable joy, and with a casual excuse, she muttered, “Why are you dressed like this? Prioritizing style over comfort, huh?”

At first, Olivia did not realize that it was Gillian. She only heard someone speak and subconsciously stood up to look back.

When she saw Gillian, her eyes were calm, without any emotions.

It was as if she did not see her.

She turned around, squatted down, and continued to pick Gastrodia elata herbs.

Her dismissive attitude left Gillian somewhat embarrassed.

She couldn’t help but raise her voice and asked, “Didn’t you hear me talking to you?”

Lindsay heard the commotion and quickly walked over. When she saw Olivia, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. Then, she gloated and said, “How did you end up like this? Are you working as a gardener for them?” She shook her head and mocked intentionally, “Tsk tsk, your social status seems to be plummeting. Why don’t I have my grandfather secure a position for you at the company, with a higher salary, say, 240 dollars a month.”

“What do you say? It sounds like a plan, right?”

Olivia handed the Gastrodia elata in her hand to the maid on the left and patted the dirt off her hands before turning around.

and there was no trace of anger on her face. Instead, she only lowered her head slightly and glanced at Lindsay. Lindsay’s

at Olive with a fierce expression.

a wet tissue from a maid on her right and gently wiped her fingers until all ten of her delicate and flawless fingers were free from dust. She spoke calmly, “You’re Gillian’s assistant, aren’t

you didn’t expect this, did

it.” Olivia slowly lowered her eyes and handed the used wet wipe to the maid. “Your grandfather,

sternly, “What nonsense

paid no attention to the girl’s hysteria but maintained her calm tone, firmly suppressing Lindsay’s presence.

could finish, she was interrupted by Gillian,

here.” Gillian’s face was cold. “You are

raised her eyebrows slightly as if she was surprised. “Why? Aren’t you here to

only Lindsay but even Gillian’s

in a shocked tone, “How… How did you

were unreadable, but there was a hint of sorrow

hardly keep her composure, and her eyes widened suddenly. “Guess?”

to be a guess. Olivia nodded and spoke nonchalantly, “Let me guess, guess why you’re here? It

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+

the time is too short for proper identification and

she finished speaking, Gillian’s face

actually guessed

How was that possible?

or received information about

interfere in my matters, and don’t even think

became gloomy, and

her for not

coldly and did

steps closer. “Don’t forget that you were able to become a distinguished guest in

so definitive in my words, but if you’ve done anything to harm the Smith family’s interests, don’t blame me for revealing your secrets and

know

often unfazed by many things, Olivia still

in Gillian’s eyes, was

up at