Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 262

The netizens on the Internet were in an uproar.

Daniel got countless phone calls.

People invited him to parties, hoping to meet his mysterious lucky wife.

Daniel sat on the sofa, his long legs bent. He lowered his gaze and scrolled through his messages.

His expression was nonchalant, as if nothing in the world could pique his interest.

When he reached a particular message, Daniel’s fingertips paused.

Olivia slowly looked over. “What’s wrong?”

Daniel cradled Olivia in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. His voice was low and slightly husky as he asked, “A group of old friends has extended an invitation. Should we go see them tonight?”

He asked in a questioning tone.

“Okay,” Olivia nodded lightly and playfully raised her hand to gently scratch Daniel’s chin as if teasing a little pet.

Fracha Club was a place Daniel frequented during his youth. He used to spend entire nights there with his old friends.

Later, many things happened and he was busy with work, so he no longer stayed there.

His last visit had been several years ago. Standing at the entrance once more, Daniel felt like he was there in his past life.

The club had become unfamiliar to him.

The club’s staff were all well–trained, and their observant eyes didn’t miss a thing.

They could tell at a glance who people were.

They had never seen Daniel and Olivia but they could tell from the way they dressed and walked that they were not ordinary people.

The staff quickly hastened to approach and extend a warm welcome to them.

“Sir, Miss, please follow me. As the staff member led the way, he inquired politely, “Is this your first visit, or do you have a reservation?”

Daniel came to a gradual halt, his gaze languid as he cast a mild look at the staff.

His aura instantly rose.

He curled his lips and smiled at the staff. “You don’t know me?”

The staff member felt as if his neck was stuck. He instantly lost his voice.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked open and two familiar figures rushed out.

The staff member glanced over from the corner of his eye.

actually appeared

two lobby managers in the club, one was male, named Steve Chandler and one was female, named Vivian

of them had always worked separately and rarely

they appeared together

The staff was dumbfounded!

first. He bowed and apologized, “Mr. Sullivan, I’m

Vivian also came over.

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was undeniably beautiful, but her demeanor was not assertive. Instead,

her, and women felt no envy in her

Daniel first, she turned her gentle gaze to Olivia and inquired

and gentle words subtly hinted at Olivia’s identity, indicating that she was familiar with her. Notably,

called

and looked at the

Her EQ is high.” Olivia nodded at her and

“Yes,” Daniel replied.

them along the way. “Mr. Sheeran

the elevator, an inattentive waiter bumped into Olivia, causing her shoes to get soiled.

with a waitress to escort Olivia to the restroom. He then directed

room.

would turn back

dwell on minor inconveniences. She nodded in resignation and acquiesced, saying,

the waitress to

thing was sticky and its presence on her shoes was quite irksome to Olivia. Olivia wanted to wipe it

said she was going to get a wet

wait, Olivia opted to remove her shoes and rinse them under running water. Afterward, she wiped them dry with a tissue

came out of

identical hallways on either side, Olivia found herself a

looked too similar. It was easy to

her phone and planned to

soon as she opened her handbag, a red wine bottle was stuffed into

nowhere, a man who appeared to be a supervisor suddenly materialized and gave her a nudge forward.

he pushed her into an

apologize for the delay,” the man bowed to the individuals inside and introduced Olivia, saying, “This is

in place and lightly touched the red wine bottle with her

The man had no faith in her statement and scolded her. “What kind of

older men in the private room let out loud, boisterous cheers. A lecherous middle–aged man

him a knowing look. “What do

The middle–aged man chuckled.

cocked her head and gazed at the middle–aged man. Then, she turned back to the supervisor and calmly clarified,