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

doctor, after all. Why would everyone humor him?

did you come

painting at an art exhibition

bother to waste her breath with Gillian.

She clenched her fists tightly and barely managed to calm herself down. “So, you’ve never considered taking

back then. It had been so many

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

not to mention he’s

and her scalp went numb.

me and said I

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Gillian, I was just being polite. Do you understand what

polite by grading them for me every year?” Gillian

a while, she said, “To be honest, I’ve lived for so long, but I’ve never seen someone as insensible as you. Don’t you know how to read faces? Can’t

you be so shameless as to have told Olivia to bring your mediocre paintings to me

of this, Rose got

too thick–skinned for having ordered Olivia without any gratitude and took

sighed. “You know what? Olivia spent a lot of effort to get me to check your paintings back then. She begged me again and again. Ms. Gillian, you owe it to Olivia. Because of Olivia, you had the chance to

Olivia, Gillian would be an ordinary person among the millions. She would have no chance or be in

funny thing was that instead of being

it be

anything more. “For the sake of Olivia, I’ll give

that, she hung up

not to disturb Doris with her painting, everyone from the Taylor family dared not to speak loudly. They walked on tiptoes and even stopped

making sandwiches in the

nothing much to do, Olivia went upstairs to watch Doris

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

with it. She felt the color of the sky could be better. She

and casually pointed. “Add a little black and turn it into a

up and glanced at Olivia with a

a complicated job. It’s not as simple as you think. Olivia, can you please go to study the sandwich ingredients if you are busy with nothing? Stop acting like a know–it–all

not feel attached to

watch her paint

Even if she had lost her memory,

on the heavy burden and think for her

didn’t care, Olivia had no

around and