Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 240

These days, Gillian was too afraid to go out. She had been locking herself in her room and spending her days and nights in a daze.

Occasionally, when the phone rang, it would startle her.

Jarron asked her what was wrong, but she did not say anything. She just looked at the sky with a blank expression.

After a while, the phone rang again.

Gillian glanced at the caller ID. It was Yvonne.

Due to her inner turmoil, she was hesitant to answer the call.

After the phone rang for a long time, she carefully reached out and picked it up. “Hello…”

She had only said one word when Yvonne streamed angrily at her from the other end. “Gillian, you’re fucking messing with me! You gave me some incomplete prescriptions and made a fool out of me in front of the vice president. You even implicated Jack.”

Yvonne was so angry that her body kept trembling.

“Well, Gillian Dale, you’re quite something.

“You handed me a bunch of incomplete prescriptions, and this garbage was posted on the Internet more than ten years ago.

“It could be found with a simple search online.

“Online?” Gillian was perplexed.

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“Cut your pretense!” Yvonne’s jaw tightened. “Don’t tell me you haven’t seen Olivia’s blog. Even if you haven’t, many people have reposted it online. The prescriptions you gave me were published by her on the Internet over ten years ago.”

“Impossible!” Gillian exclaimed and hurriedly hung up the phone to search for Olivia’s blog.

As expected, it had been posted more than a decade ago.

Gillian was dumbfounded.

She called Olivia’s number in a hurry, but no one answered the phone.

until evening, she had been persistently calling Olivia

call was picked

when she saw that

knitted her brows and picked it

Gillian looked as if she had gone insane. “Those are the Smith

“Not this again.”

“Who told you

all think the same. When has Grandpa ever said that

too tired to keep her emotions in check. “Can you think about what a normal person will think? What era are you from? Do you think we’re living in ancient times, passing down knowledge from father to son, teacher

Gillian. Please use your brain. If

didn’t they apply for a patent and make it available to the public? Why keep it?

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was furious and frustrated when

had explained over and over again that the Smith

Gillian just wouldn’t believe

the chair with a cold expression. “What exactly is going on in your brain? You keep fantasizing about all sorts of weird things, -like secret

mumbled, “Grandpa told

in the past, her illness would be cured very quickly after eating something. Her grandfather

also the strategy book. Her grandfather had said that Olivia studied the book, which

fell silent for a long

you. He also said that Cinderella has glass slippers and that Tooth Fairy will visit you while you’re sleeping if you place your baby tooth under the pillow. Why don’t

to coax children. Gillian was almost 30 years old, so how

on the phone and asked “Then what about seared salmon with herbed couscous? If there’s no secret

her chair and curled her lips into a self–mocking smile. “You’d rather believe that there’s

to emphasize because she didn’t want Gillian to think that she was seeking

saying more about the dish, Olivia only asked calmly, “If there was a secret recipe, wouldn’t Grandpa give it to

“Take care of yourself,” and

of family affection can withstand this

the cafeteria to grab some food

Over in Mala.

the phone in a daze and slumped on

out that everything was fake and all her effort

no secret recipe? And I can’t understand and learn the complicated miraculous treatments.

did I

to do

hadn’t been so stubborn and paranoid,

assets, just

held her in high regard

did not dare