Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 399

Gillian planned to return to Mala and asked Jarron to go with her.

“You’re crazy!” Jarron disagreed. “There are still a lot of things to handle on this side of the Smith family. We can’t just leave like that.”

Jarron said sternly, “If you want to leave, go by yourself. I’m not leaving.” Gillian sat on the sofa, silently fidgeting with her fingers, not saying a word. After a while, she spoke with a gentle but resolute tone, “Then I’ll go over first.” “I plan to go and find a job. Doctors in Mala earn a high salary, and as long as I work diligently and take it one step at a time, I can make a good life for myself.” “Good life?” Jarron sneered, his voice sharp. He looked down at Gillian and asked, “What kind of good life are you talking about? Can you afford a big house in an upscale neighborhood? Can you wear designer clothes? Can you hire servants?” As he said this, Jarron’s voice suddenly choked, and he turned to look out the window.

The house they were currently living in belonged to Tom. It was a standalone three–story villa with a small garden.

The living room on the ground floor had an extremely high ceiling, leading up to the second floor, with a massive casement window.

The window had been meticulously cleaned by the servants, offering a clear reflection.

Jarron pointed to the house and asked Gillian, “Do you know how much this villa costs? Forty million dollars! How many years will it take for the both of us to afford such a house in Mala?

“I’ve had the best of everything since I was a child. I live in the family building behind the hospital not because I can only live there, but because it’s close to the hospital. I have many options. There are many properties in Layfield, Evervale, and even Capitol City. Regardless of where I go for business trips, I always have at place to stay.”

Jarron listed his privileges one by one. “I grew up eating the finest food and wearing Bosman clothing. I attended the best school in Layfield and received. top–notch educational resources. I had butlers and servants to handle the trivial matters and I didn’t even need to be bothered.

“I enjoyed the company of high–society individuals during special occasions and holidays. Occasionally, I would accompany Isaac to visit some of the most influential figures in domestic politics and governance.

“Gillian, I used to stand at the top of a mountain and be the center of attention. Now, you want me to return to Mala with you and be a small doctor. Gillian, do you think I’ll be satisfied?”

11:04

Jarron’s voice grew increasingly high, and his tone became intense and tremulous. By the end of his words, his eyes were already red.

Looking at Jarron in this state, Gillian finally felt regret.

She covered her face with her hands as her body trembled violently. It felt like

there was a gaping hole in her heart, and the pain was immense.

She kept blaming herself, thinking that it was her fault.

If she hadn’t been so arrogant and hadn’t fought with Olivia over the Smith family, Jarron wouldn’t have ended up like this.

was generous and

her emotions any longer and began

‘I’m sorry. It’s

was no remedy for

only bear

to her room upstairs, she packed her luggage and scheduled her

leaving, she decided to do one last thing

was the only

determined to

to fight with Olivia. In fact, the disagreement between

still room

planned to go and meet Olivia at night. She was going to bow

to beg for mercy? Didn’t she want to see me

to set aside her pride and apologize for the sake of

laughed self–deprecatingly, her eyes filled

for her to bow down to

her phone, Gillian took a deep breath and called

calling?” Gillian bit her lip and spoke, “Ms. Blake,

was

a low voice, “It’s time. Olivia and I need to put an end to this. We’ve been fighting for so many years, harboring hatred for each other, contending,

Blake, I’m tired, I

beat

had always been dissatisfied with Gillian, she was still the girl she had raised. Thinking of Gillian’s former spiritedness compared to her current desclation and sorrow, Blake

and said, “Alright, I’ll

a flight tomorrow afternoon, and time is running out. Let’s do it tonight. If she’s not available, we can meet at

the call, Blake

Andrew learned very quickly and had already

quickly walked over and looked at Olivia with red eyes. “Miss

eyebrow. “What’s

expression, Olivia patted Andrew’s

beside Olivia and said with a heavy tone, “Miss Olivia, Gillian wants

Gillian, with a hidden core of

a sigh of relief, there was a hint of

fingers were gripping a pencil, and her

was puzzled by the response and asked herself, ‘What does ‘oh‘ mean?‘ Thinking that Olivia might not have

tone was indifferent. She did