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Chapter 114
Olivia took an afternoon nap. When she woke up to do a bit of reading, she received a phone call from
Andrew.
“Olivia, sorry for calling now. Am I disturbing you?” This little guy was exceedingly polite.
Olivia pressed the phone to her ear and listened to the child’s soft
breathing. She felt her heart soften. She fiddled with the ballpoint pen between her fingers and spun it
in a beautiful circle. She asked, “Andrew, why are you calling? Is something the matter?”
Upon hearing this, Andrew looked up and stared at Daniel.
Daniel raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.
Seeing that his father had no intention of leaving, Andrew walked to the other side of the room with the
phone. He stood a little further away and said softly and shyly, “Olivia, I miss you.”
Before he could finish speaking, a scarlet blush spread over his cheeks. They resembled the gorgeous
red petals of roses.
So he missed her, was it?
Hearing the child’s innocent and sincere words, Olivia felt an
indescribable sweetness. It was like she had candy in her mouth. The sweet taste spread to her heart.
She replied, “I miss you too. Can I treat you to something to eat tonight?” “Okay!” Andrew immediately
agreed. He ran to his father’s side and tugged at his sleeve. He said excitedly, “Olivia invited me to
dinner.” Daniel glanced at his son. With a light turn of his well–defined and slender fingers, he scooped
the phone from Andrew’s chubby hand into
his own.
Then, he placed it by her ear and said calmly, “Olivia.”
Olivia felt goosebumps all over her as the low, dulcet tones of a man’s voice crept into her ear. His
voice reminded her of a cello’s tunes.
She smiled and held the phone with her beautiful fingers. Her fingertips were extremely white under the
bright light, almost transparent.
“Yes,” she whispered back.
Neither of them spoke, but the tension was palpable. It manifested itself. in the thick static thrumming
through the phone.
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After a while, Daniel said, “I know a private restaurant. It’s delicious. I’ll pick you up later”
He lowered his eyes and placed a slender arm on the armrest. His sleeves were slightly rolled up,
revealing a thin but muscular wrist. The silver watch around it was low–key but appeared to be
luxurious.
Alright. Olivia nodded. Her long and slender legs fell to the ground, and her lovely, hooded eyes were
open in rapt attention.
The restaurant Daniel was talking about was in a quiet corner of the bustling city. It looked very
ordinary and did not have many customers. When passing by, one would think that it was an unopened
restaurant.
However, the truth was revealed when they entered the restaurant. After passing through a dark
corridor, they entered the main hall, where loaded dishes sat atop tables.
Soon, a waiter came over and took Daniel’s coat and Olivia’s bag.
Olivia looked around and thought this place was quite interesting. It was perfectly hidden in a corner of
the city. No one would notice it unless they were looking out for it.
“Why don’t I see the restaurant’s name anywhere?” Olivia asked. Daniel helped Olivia into her chair.
When he heard this, he said indifferently. The Smith Cuisine Hall.
The Smith Cuisine Hall?” Olivia leaned back in her chair, her narrowed in deep thought. “What an
interesting name.”
eyes
Seeing that Olivia was interested, Daniel added, “This restaurant is famous for its medicinal cuisine. It’s
not an ordinary restaurant and doesn’t receive many customers.”
Medicinal cuisine. Olivia nodded and soon turned her attention to other things.
Andrew liked this place very much. He sat beside Olivia and whispered endlessly to her. He told her
that he loved the pig trotter soup here very much. It was delicious.
The dishes here were indeed fantastic, especially the cold cucumber
soup.
It tasted fresh and sweet. More uniquely, it was devoid of the usual bitter medicinal taste.
Just as they were leaving after dinner, the waiter suddenly came over. “Please wait for a moment. The
head chef will be here in a while.”
The head chef?
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Olivia was a little surprised. Usually, guests requested a meeting with the head chef if the food was
good so they could thank him. No head chef had ever taken the initiative to meet the guests.
Just as she was wondering, a gentle–looking and beautiful woman walked over. The woman was very
young, only in her twenties. She wore a white chef’s hat, tightly binding her hair. Not a single strand of
hair fell outside.
However, her tight outfit did not affect her appearance at all. Instead, she stood out from the crowd in a
good way.
The woman did not seem to notice Olivia. Her gaze was fixed on Daniel as if he was the only person in
the room.
“Daniel,” the woman greeted with a gentle smile. A gleam appeared in her eyes, and she said
coquettishly, “Why didn’t you say anything when you decided to drop by today?”
Andrew knew this woman. As soon as she approached, he called, “Aunt Cynthia!”
“My dear Andrew.” The woman’s eyes curved into crescents. “Did you miss your Aunt Cynthia?”
Andrew was an honest child. He shook his head when he heard that. “I’m sorry, Aunt Cynthia. I didn’t
miss you.”
The woman was amused. She pointed at him and said, “Andrew, can’t you say something nice to coax
me for once?”
Andrew tilted his head in embarrassment and walked to Daniel’s side. “Daddy, I want to go to the
washroom.”
Daniel swiveled the chair around and bent his long legs. His gaze was indifferent. “Go and find the
waiter to help you.”
“No.” Andrew was shy and grabbed his sleeve tightly.
Daniel did not have much patience. Just as he was about to lift Andrew and throw him to the waiter, he
met Olivia’s. gaze.
Daniel froze. He thought about how he had treated Andrew. When Olivia regained her memory in the
future, she would be taking revenge for the
poor guy.
He plastered a gentle expression onto his face and nodded at Olivia before bringing Andrew to the
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Only Olivia and the woman were left at the dining table.
After Daniel left, the woman slid shamelessly into his seat. She even
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picked up the eup he had used to drink a glass of water. Then, she looked up at Olivia provocatively. “I
know who you are.”
Olivia looked at the cup and did not say anything.
The woman continued, “You’re the missing daughter of the Taylor family, the one who disappeared 18
years ago. Do you know why Daniel is with you?”
Before Olivia could answer, the woman continued, “Because you came from a good family and are
compatible with him. However, you were lost for 18 years and were raised in poverty. That’s why you’re
timid and don’t understand the games the wealthy play. You’re simple–minded and can take care of
Andrew.”
She sighed. “Speaking of which, Daniel is impressive. He found someone so compatible with him. Both
your background and your identity are flawless matches for his.”
These words were hard to hear. The woman was insinuating that Daniel was with her because she was
weak and easy to control.
This person was really good at riling up others and sowing discord. Unfortunately, Olivia did not fall for
it.
She lowered her head and took a sip of the cucumber soup. Then, she looked up and said indifferently,
“This soup isn’t good.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman was instantly enraged. She slammed her palm on the
table, her eyes burning with fire. She stared at Olivia and said in a dangerous tone, “What did you
say?”
“Can’t you hear me?” Olivia slowly put down the spoon. Her long eyelashes caressed her cheek slightly
as she wiped his mouth with a napkin. Then, she repeated calmly, “I said that this soup is not good.”
Her voice was low, but because her voice had an attractive quality and was unusually penetrating,
almost all the guests around heard her words. They turned in shock and looked at her in disbelief.
Someone said that the cucumber soup at the Smith Cuisine Hall was not good!
This was the signature dish of the Smith Cuisine Hall!
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