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 didn’t know each

did you come

at an art exhibition then.

Rose didn’t bother to waste her breath with Gillian. “I went to

looked like she was about to break down. She clenched her fists tightly and barely managed to calm herself down. “So, you’ve never considered taking me in

had been so many

she said, “Ms. Gillian, I’m very strict about choosing disciples. I don’t just go

to mention he’s only

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

“But you’ve praised me and said I had a

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helplessly, “Ms. Gillian, I was just being

about the paintings? Are you also being polite by grading them

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?

told Olivia to bring your mediocre

this, Rose got

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

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

or be in no place to come into contact

of being grateful for Olivia,

be

sake of Olivia, I’ll give you a recommended entry to participate in

saying that, she hung

order not to disturb Doris with her painting, everyone from the Taylor family dared not to speak loudly.

in the morning

much to do, Olivia went upstairs to

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

sky could be better. She had mixed several colors but still couldn’t get the most

casually pointed. “Add a little black

glanced

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

attached to this

reason why she came up to watch her paint was only out

had always been a responsible person. Even if she

burden and think

had no intention of sucking

around