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

medical skills are superb, but he’s just a doctor, after all. Why would everyone

why did you come to

of Olivia,” Rose told the truth. “I happened to see Olivia’s painting at an art exhibition then. I spent a lot of effort to get her

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

tightly and barely managed to calm herself down. “So, you’ve never considered

It had been so many

thinking for some time, she said, “Ms. Gillian, I’m very strict about choosing disciples. I don’t just go around

not to mention

her scalp went numb. It took her quite a

you’ve praised me and

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just being polite. Do you

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

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 tell

have told Olivia to bring your mediocre paintings to

of this,

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

to get me to check your paintings back then. She begged me again and again. Ms. Gillian,

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

the funny thing was that instead of being grateful for Olivia, she even

be

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

she hung up

family’s sandwich shop, in order not to disturb Doris with her painting, everyone from the

because making sandwiches in the morning

much to do,

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

happy with it. She felt the color of the sky could be better. She had mixed several colors but still couldn’t get

pointed. “Add a little black and turn it

and glanced at Olivia with

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

not feel attached

she came up to watch her paint was only out of

had always been a responsible person. Even if she had lost her memory,

on the heavy burden and think for her

had no intention

turned around