Chapter 143
Billionaire’s Missing Darling
âAfter that, things went very smoothly. After he found out about me, he gave me a lot of money to study and not do such things again.â Zoilaâs voice was very gentle. She sounded as if she could not bear to ruin her beautiful memory. âI said that I wanted to repay him, but he said that that wouldnât be necessary. He told me that if I had to repay him, I needed to study hard and work at Sullivan Group after graduation to create profits for the group.â
After saying all this, Zoila looked at Olivia without blinking and asked seriously, âCan you understand how I feel? Mr. Sullivan is like a light that dispels all the darkness in front of me.ââ
Standing at the side, the hairdresser who was helping Olivia with her hair couldnât take it anymore. She felt like vomiting as she wondered, âEw! Itâs so gross!
âWhy could this woman be so shameless? She actually talked about how she met the guy in front of his girlfriend. Now that sheâs done talking about it, sheâs even asking if the girlfriend can understand how she feels?
âSheâs too shameless!
âIf it were me, I would definitely slap this bitch and kick her out!
âDamn her!â
Olivia did not expect Zoila to ask her that. She blinked twice, thought for a moment, and nodded.
âYouâre so lucky!â
Zoilaâs eyes lit up as she looked at Olivia in surprise. âDo you think so too? I really feel like Iâm the female lead in a novel who meets a CEO that can save me from trouble andâ¦â
Zoila suddenly paused and looked up at Olivia. She made a face in embarrassment and said, âIâm sorry, Ms. Taylor. Thatâs not what I meant. I just think that Iâm very lucky. Fate is such a wonderful thing.
Iâm very grateful to Mr. Sullivan. If I hadnât met him, I might not be where I am today.â
The hairstylist almost gritted her teeth in hatred as she thought, âWonderful my ass. Youâre just a shameless and scheming bitch!â Olivia looked up calmly and glanced at Zoila. She knew what Zoila was thinking, but she was not as angry as the hairdresser.
She also felt that it was very amazing like the plot in novels. The reason at it vouchers why novels were novels was that the plots in them were fictional and rare. In reality, Zoila wouldâve fallen back then. No one would save her at all.
It was a miracle that she could meet Daniel.
Olivia could empathize with Zoila since they were both girls. A handsome man descended from the sky like a savior. No matter who it was, they would be tempted.
Such beautiful and wonderful memories were worthy of being treasured. Olivia had no need or right to stop Zoila from cherishing this memory. Oliviaâs personality was like this. She was magnanimous, gentle, and benevolent. She could understand the thoughts of others. As long as those intentions were not bad, she was willing to tolerate them.
âItâs okay.â She smiled at Zoila and said gently, âThis is your memory. You donât need to apologize to me.â
Zoila was stunned.
As if in disbelief, she looked up at Olivia and sized her up. She realized that Olivia was not unhappy at all but was completely understanding her.
Although she wanted to test if Ms. Taylor was magnanimous and worthy of Daniel, when she saw that Olivia really did not care and was magnanimous and merciful, Zoila suddenly felt some indescribable complicated feelings in her heart.
She felt joy, relief, and a hint of unwillingness.
Was there really such a beautiful woman in this world? Olivia was bright, intelligent, gentle, and benevolent.
How was that possible? Zoila looked down and subconsciously bit her lower lip.
She thought, âNo, it canât be. She must be faking it.â
At the thought of this, Zoila looked at Olivia calmly and asked, âMs. Taylor, arenât you curious?â
She wanted to ask, âArenât you curious if Mr. Sullivan and I did it that night?â
Olivia glanced at her and did not say anything.
Zoila was a little anxious and subconsciously said, âAre you really not curious? That night-â
Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Oliviaâs indifferent voice, Palmiaryâs Missing Darling Olivia looked at Zoila, the sharpness in her eyes making people afraid to look at her directly. âAre you sure you want to continue?â
Zoila bit her lower lip, a hint of unwillingness hidden in the corners of her eyes.
Oliviaâs eyes were bright as she looked at Zoila seriously. âYouâre very cute now, but after this⦠you wonât be cute anymore. Iâm sure you canât bear to ruin such a beautiful memory.â
These words were like a knife that stabbed into Zoilaâs heart.
She looked up with difficulty and looked disheveled. After a while, she calmed down and muttered softly, âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry. I didnât mean toâ¦â
âApology accepted,â Olivia interrupted her and walked to the door.
After taking two steps, she suddenly looked back. âItâs not wrong to like someone, and itâs not wrong to pursue the person you love bravely. Only those with twisted and dirty thoughts, regardless of morals, disregarding the law, and only caring about their own thoughts, will taint that beautiful memory.â
Zoilaâs body suddenly stiffened as she froze on the spot.
Embarrassment surged into her heart. Sensing the mocking gaze from the stylist, she felt as if she had been stripped naked and all her unbearable thoughts were exposed under the sunlight. She felt despair and shame.
Olivia had just walked out of the dressing room when she met Daniel, who was waiting there. She could not help but be happy. She quickly walked forward and asked him, âWhy arenât you waiting in the dining room?â
Daniel turned to look at her. The light in his eyes was even more dazzling than the starlight. âI want to be closer to you.â As he spoke, he held his hand and walked toward the dining room.
On the way, he asked, âWhereâs Ms. Milton? Why isnât she with you?â Olivia said, âSheâs busy with something. Sheâll come over after she figures. it out.â
Upon hearing this, Daniel did not speak, but he looked utterly happy.
Olivia was puzzled. âWhatâs up?â
Daniel was very happy. He was so happy that he could not help but look at her meaningfully. âYou must be lying when you said that sheâs busy You must with something. Youâre trying to be alone with me, arenât you?â Olivia was speechless.
She really couldnât understand his train of thought.
Olivia was both angry and amused. In the end, she could not take it anymore and raised her hand to punch him. âHow could you be so childish?â
Daniel blinked. He suddenly grabbed her hand and wrapped it around his neck. Then, he bent his knees and hugged her waist. He carried her in one go. âMy dear princess, sit tight!â
He carried her in his arms.
Olivia subconsciously hugged his neck.
Daniel lowered his head and looked at her. He chuckled. âHow good is it to be childish? I donât have to grow up, and I donât have to hide myself. Iâll always be innocent and happy.â
Olivia was slightly stunned. Then, he continued, âTonight is a fairy tale night. As the princess, you donât have to grow up. You will always be innocent and childish. What do you think?â
Danielâs breathing suddenly got closer. He lowered his head, and the tip of his nose was almost touching hers.
Olivia wanted to retreat, but she was in his arms and could not retreat at all. She could only blink her eyelashes to hide the panic in her heart.
âDo you know what Iâm going to do next?â He smiled as he approached, his scorching breath tickling his ear.
Olivia remained silent.
Daniel snorted. âYou canât avoid me even if you donât speak. Iâm going to kiss you.â
Olivia looked up.
Daniel blinked. âItâs useless to look at me. Youâre the princess in my arms. and at my mercy now. You canât escape.â
As he spoke, he leaned down and kissed her with the refreshing scent of a man.
His scent was like him. It was elegant, sexy, noble, and had a hint of roguishness.