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

all. Why would everyone humor him? Moreover, we

why did you come to

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

didn’t bother to waste her breath with Gillian. “I went to Layfield to take in

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

It had been so many

about choosing disciples. I don’t just go around taking in mediocre disciples.

mention

began to ache, and her scalp went numb. It took

you’ve praised me and said

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

by grading them for me every

a while, she said, “To be honest, I’ve lived for so long, but I’ve never seen

shameless as to have told Olivia to bring your mediocre paintings to me for grading again and again?

this, Rose

that Gillian was too thick–skinned for having ordered Olivia without any

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 come into contact with the top master in

Gillian would be an ordinary person among the millions. She would have no chance or be in no place to come into

that instead of

be more

say anything more. “For the sake of Olivia, I’ll give you a recommended entry to participate in the painting competition. Don’t

she hung up the phone

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

in the morning would distract

do, Olivia went upstairs to watch Doris

sunset. It was distant and

was not happy with it. She felt the color of the sky could be better. She had

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

looked up and glanced at

colors is 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

feel attached to this

to watch her paint was only out

responsible person. Even if she had lost

on the heavy burden and think for

had no intention

turned around