Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 119

“How is that possible?” When Charlie saw the trending topic on Twitter, he was dumbfounded. In an

instant, the blood seemed draining from his face, leaving only a pale and lifeless countenance.

He rubbed his eyes twice, unable to believe what he was seeing, but no matter how many times he

rubbed his eyes, the trending topic remained. Charlie, in disbelief, took a few steps back, his lips

trembling as he looked at Olivia with a gaze filled with shock.

Cynthia did not even glance at her phone. Seeing Charlie’s strange expression, she took a step

forward and looked at the phone in his hand. When her gaze fell upon that line of text, her whole body

shuddered, including her teeth, which began to chatter incessantly.

She was not just surprised, she was terrified. She struggled to control her emotions, snatched the

phone from Charlie’s hand, and with trembling fingers, looked at the trending topic and the comments

below it, shaking her head repeatedly.

She couldn’t accept all of this. She believed the seared salmon with herbed couscous was a recipe

written by Isaac. How could Olivia know about it? Hang on! She suddenly seemed to realize something,

her body trembling like a leaf, and she looked at Olivia in shock.

Gillian, Jarron, and Olivia… Cynthia suddenly recalled that the three of them all shared the same

teacher of traditional medicine, Isaac. So, could it be that Olivia was the person Isaac had been talking

about? In that instant, Cynthia felt her scalp go numb, goosebumps forming on her skin, and her

temples pulsating in pain. It was over. She was really in trouble if Olivia was the one mentioned by

Isaac.

The astonishment of the diners present was no less than that of Charlie and Cynthia. They all stood

there in a daze, looking at the trending topic in disbelief. One moment they looked up at Olivia; and the

next, they lowered their heads to check the trending topic. It felt like their worldviews were being

completely reshaped.

The seared salmon with herbed couscous was truly created by Olivia. This fact was mind–blowing!

They were witnessing this incredible scene in person. One excited young man could not contain

himself and let out a shout as he quickly logged into his Twitter account, saying, “Oh my god, we’re

witnessing this firsthand. I need to post it on Twitter right away.

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Is Che Smith Cher Sell As The diners exclaimed in amment revesti on the entrance. After all, Tracy

was a

owned chef who had even won an international golden award and had been Shemous for decades

Charlie and Cynthia were nothing compared to her

Seeing Track, the diners all showed great respect, but the incident they bad experienced was just too

bizarre, and they all wanted to know the muh,

The elderly man who had previously stood on Cynthia’s side because he selt that Olivia had gone too

far in disrupting the restaurant. However, the situation had now evolved to a point where it had

completely exceeded his comprehension. He did not know whom to believe. But out of respect for

Tracy, he earnestly asked. “Chef Smith. I’d like to seek your advice. What’s the story behind the closely

guarded secret, the seared salmon with herbed couscous at the Smith Cuisine Hall?”

Tracy gently patted Cynthia’s hand to calm her, then turned to the elderly man with a mild and clear

tone, saying, “It’s not a big deal.” Then, she explained with finesse. “It’s just a storm in a teacup. We’re

all close to each other.”

Being close to each other? This statement left everyone dumbfounded. Seeing this. Tracy lightly

chuckled, walked up to Olivia, and spoke in a gentle and affectionate tone, “You must be Olivia

mentioned by Isaac Olivia raised her eyebrows, squinted her eyes, and then suddenly smiled,

addressing Tracy by her first name.

Tracy was taken aback. She hadn’t expected Olivia to remember her. The last time she had seen Olivia

was over a decade ago when the lady before her was only seven or eight years old. It had been so

long, yet Olivia still had a memory of her. Regardless, the fact that Olivia remembered her indicated

that there was room for reconciliation.

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Tracy had been informed about the events at the Smith Cuisine Hall by the restaurant manager on the

phone, so she knew the details. The diners were even more puzzled when they saw the two parties

recognizing each other. What was going on? How did they go from arguing to addressing each other so

warmly?

Tracy explained to the onlookers, “I apologize for the confusion. This soup is indeed exclusive to the

Smith Cuisine Hall, and it’s true that Ms. Taylor created it. However, Cynthia has never met Ms. Taylor,

which led to today’s incident. It’s our fault for not handling the situation properly. This meal is on the

house, consider it my treat.”

In a few words, Tracy clarified the situation and then invited Olivia to have a private conversation in the

back room. Olivia leaned back in her chair, holding Andrew’s hand. Her expression was indifferent as

she casually shook her head, saying, “I won’t trouble you now. I have other matters to attend to.”

Tracy was taken aback by Olivia’s refusal for a moment, but she quickly adjusted her demeanor and

smiled warmly and affectionately at Olivia. “Alright, you have your own matters to attend to. Visit us

often, and we’ll have plenty of time to talk.”

Olivia nodded, her expression cool, but her gaze softened when she looked at Andrew. “Let’s go,” she

said, turning to Daniel.

Throughout this time, Daniel had been quite reserved, with a cold and distant demeanor, as if he did

not want to get involved. He left the stage to Olivia, but he immediately responded when she needed

him.

“Alright.” Daniel stood up and adjusted Olivia’s collar, speaking affectionately, “Ok, Olivia.”

Afterward, he held Andrew’s hand and turned to Cynthia, his expression as calm as water. “Goodbye,

Chef Brown.” His stance was firm, and his attitude was clear.

Cynthia seemed to want to say something but hesitated. However, Daniel acted as if he hadn’t seen

anything, turning away nonchalantly.

As they walked out of the Smith Cuisine Hall’s door, Olivia suddenly turned her head and glanced at

Daniel, teasingly. “Did you see that just now? She wanted to say something to you but then held back.”

“What?” Daniel looked innocent as if he did not understand. “What did you say? Did you want to say

something to me?”

This man could certainly shift the conversation. If it weren’t for him,

Cynthia wouldn’t have come looking for trouble. Looking at the man with his striking and attractive face,

Olivia suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and a suppressed frustration that was difficult to express.

Hmph, how could one be so attractive like this?

In the Smith Cuisine Hall.

After Olivia and the others left, Tracy’s previously gentle and affectionate expression instantly turned

cold, like a frigid winter wind that chilled the heart and lungs.

“Chef?” Cynthia was taken aback, unconsciously calling out, “What’s wrong with you?”

Tracy’s eyes were ice–cold, and her expression was frigid. She took out her phone and dialed a

number. “Gillian, it’s me. You said the seared salmon with herbed couscous was your exclusive recipe.

How does Olivia know about it? She even claims to have created it herself?”

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