Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

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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

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

Moreover, we didn’t know each other before.”

“Then why did you come to Layfield?”

“Because 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 contact information.”

“Let me tell you this.” Rose didn’t bother to waste her breath with Gillian. “I went to Layfield to take in

Olivia as my disciple.”

Gillian looked like she was about to break down. She clenched her fists tightly and barely managed to

calm herself down. “So, you’ve never considered taking me in as your disciple?”

Rose had almost forgotten about what happened back then. It had been so many years, so how could

she remember everything?

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

go around taking in mediocre disciples. I wouldn’t lower my bar even if your grandfather were the

president, not to mention he’s only a doctor!”

Gillian’s heart began to ache, and her scalp went numb. It took her quite a while to chill out.

She shivered. “But you’ve praised me and said I had a gift.”

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Rose said helplessly, “Ms. Gillian, I was just being polite. Do you understand what that meant?”

“What about the paintings? Are you also being polite by grading them for me every year?” Gillian was

indignant.

Rose rubbed between her eyebrows. After a while, she 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 the

expressions on people’s faces?

“How could you be so shameless as to have told Olivia to bring your mediocre paintings to me for

grading again and again? How dare you!”

Speaking of this, Rose got angry.

She did feel that Gillian was too thick–skinned for having ordered Olivia without any gratitude and took

it for granted.

Rose sighed. “You know what? Olivia spent a lot of effort to get me to check your paintings back then.

She begged me again and again. Ms. Gillian, you owe it to Olivia. Because of Olivia, you had the

chance to come into contact with the top master in painting.”

Without Olivia, Gillian would be an ordinary person among the millions. She would have no chance or

be in no place to come into contact with those top masters from all walks of life.

However, the funny thing was that instead of being grateful for Olivia, she even blamed her.

Could it be more ridiculous?

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

participate in the painting competition. Don’t call me again.”

After saying that, she hung up the phone mercilessly.

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

Taylor family dared not to speak loudly. They walked on tiptoes and even stopped selling sandwiches.

This was because making sandwiches in the morning would distract Doris.

Since she had nothing much to do, Olivia went upstairs to watch Doris paint.

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

But Doris was not happy with it. She felt the color of the sky could be better. She had mixed several

colors but still couldn’t get the most satisfactory one.

Olivia stood behind her and casually pointed. “Add a little black and turn it into a grayish orange.”