Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 263

After Olivia left.

The door of the private room opened and a beautiful woman walked out.

She was in a long dress crafted from cotton linen and wore a silk shirt. The cuffs were casually rolled up, showcasing her blue wristwatch.

The light was dim and blurry. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her temperament was light and elegant.

The head waiter walked up to her with a nervous expression. When he spoke, his voice was soft, trembling, and vaguely frightened. “I’m sorry, Ms. Manson. I messed up.”

The woman glanced over indifferently and did not say anything.

The head waiter was terrified. He knelt on the ground with a thud and stammered for mercy. “Ms. Manson, please forgive this time. I won’t let you down next time.”

“Go clear everything up.” The woman’s tone remained gentle, making it difficult to discern her emotions. “No one must find out about this.”

The head waiter appeared to have narrowly averted a catastrophe. His entire body was drenched in a cold sweat, as if he had just emerged from an icy bath.

He hurriedly promised, “Don’t worry, Ms. Manson. I’ll go to the surveillance room now and guarantee that everything will be wiped up.”

“Go,” the woman said.

The head waiter left as if he was escaping.

The layout of the Fracha Club’s guild hall was quite intriguing. On the expansive third floor, there were only four private rooms. In addition to 8888, the room Daniel had entered, and 6666, the one Olivia was ushered into by the head waiter, there were also rooms 8668 and 6886.

In essence, without someone specifically guiding the way, it would be impossible for the occupants of the two private rooms to encounter one another.

Moreover, every private room had its own elevator and washroom.

In other words, if no one specially led the way, it would be impossible for the people in the two private

rooms to meet.

This was interesting.

Given that the rooms were isolated from each other, how did Olivia end up in Room 6666?

Olivia pushed aside her skepticism and pressed the button on the wall, signaling the waiter to escort her to Room 8888.

noisy as if people inside were

in the center of the gathering, clutching a hand of cards. His demeanor appeared nonchalant, yet his regal presence set him apart, almost as if he were a wanderer amidst the throng. He saw

casually laid the cards on the table and beckoned to

stood up and tactfully

as he was about to stand up, his shoulders

slender and fair palm pressed down

a quick glance at Olivia. “No, no,” she chimed

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away the two men sitting across from her and clearing a spot. Pointing towards the

and offered him a charming smile. “Daniel, I’m going

in, “Yes, yes, yes. Pass the

and frowned. He took a

tradition.” Sarah pressed her palm firmly on

in a dilemma, not knowing if

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at Sarah and scolded her

things over. “Alright, alright, alright. Let’s take this opportunity to make things difficult for the protagonist

walked up to Olivia and said respectfully, “Mrs. Sullivan,

Olivia sat opposite Daniel.

was unusually excited today. If one didn’t know better, they

pile of poker cards, she insisted on playing

no one could

over a lie detector. Michael

Daniel also looked over.

any discernible

chill.

a chill down her spine

she still pouted and appeared reluctant. “Fine, we can skip the

poker card to the waiter opposite her. “You deal the

was the person Sarah had enlisted. His card–playing abilities were exceptional, and he could discern the identity of each

opposite Sarah with one hand supporting

seemed to

years ago. It was during Christmas, and the family of

Olivia had always won.

the end, the three of