Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 252

Gillian locked herself in the room and trembled as she held her phone.

She read the introduction of Rose on Wikipedia again and again.

The introduction was very detailed.

It was written that Rose took in her fourth disciple that year, whose surname was Taylor. Five years later, she took in the fifth and sixth disciples.

There was also an exclusive interview with Rose below.

She had personally admitted that when she took in her first disciple, she had already thought of taking in seven disciples.

It was because she liked the number seven.

Gillian squatted on the ground and dialed Rose’s number.

Gillian said immediately after the phone went through, “Mrs. Liebsig, you said you would only accept one disciple. Was that an excuse?”

Rose was painting when she received the call from Gillian. She then took off her glasses.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, drinking water and listening to Gillian.

Then, the more she listened, the more confused she became.

In the end, she could not help but interrupt Gillian. “Wait, you said that your grandfather invited me to Layfield?”

“Wasn’t that true?” Gillian frowned.

She didn’t think there was any doubt about this point.

Rose was the president of the Painting Association and a current oil painting master. If her grandfather hadn’t invited her, Rose wouldn’t have come to a small city like Layfield for no reason.

“You’ve misunderstood.” Rose smiled. “I don’t know your grandfather too well. He didn’t invite me over.”

“He didn’t? It wasn’t Grandpa who’d invited you?” Gillian didn’t believe it. “Then why did you come to Layfield?”

In Gillian’s eyes, her grandfather was a miracle doctor. He had a lot of connections, and people from all walks of life would do him a favor. No one would turn down his invitation.

Hearing Gillian’s words, Rose was slightly surprised. “I think you’ve thought too highly of Doctor Smith. I must say

but he’s just a doctor, after all. Why would everyone humor

why did you

truth. “I happened to see Olivia’s painting at an art exhibition then. I spent a lot of effort

waste her breath with Gillian. “I went to Layfield

break down. She clenched her fists tightly and barely managed to calm herself down. “So, you’ve

It had been so many years, so how

time, she said, “Ms. Gillian, I’m very strict about choosing disciples. I don’t just go around taking in mediocre disciples. I wouldn’t lower my bar even

to mention he’s only a

went numb. It

you’ve praised me and said I had

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Gillian, I was just being polite.

being polite by grading them for me every year?”

lived for so long, but I’ve never seen someone as insensible as you. Don’t you know how to

bring your mediocre paintings to me for grading again and again? How

this, Rose got

too thick–skinned for having ordered Olivia without any

paintings back then. She begged me again and again. Ms. Gillian, you owe it to Olivia. Because of Olivia, you had the chance to come into contact

She would have no chance or be in no place to come into contact

was that instead of being grateful

be more

say anything more. “For the sake of Olivia, I’ll give you a recommended

hung up the phone

painting, everyone from

in the

had nothing much to do, Olivia went

the countryside at sunset. It was distant and peaceful, and

could be better. She had mixed several colors but still

her and casually pointed. “Add a little black and turn

and glanced at

as simple as you think. Olivia, can you please go to study the sandwich ingredients if you are

did not feel attached to this

came up to watch her paint was only out of

responsible person. Even if she had lost her memory,

heavy burden and

Doris didn’t care, Olivia had no intention of sucking

around and