Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde - Season 3 Episode 62

The netizens on the Internet were in an uproar.

Daniel got countless phone calls.

People invited him to parties, hoping to meet his mysterious lucky wife.

Daniel sat on the sofa, his long legs bent. He lowered his gaze and scrolled through his messages.

His expression was nonchalant, as if nothing in the world could pique his interest.

When he reached a particular message, Daniel’s fingertips paused.

Olivia slowly looked over. “What’s wrong?”

Daniel cradled Olivia in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. His voice was low and slightly

husky as he asked, “A group of old friends has extended an invitation. Should we go see them

tonight?”

He asked in a questioning tone.

“Okay,” Olivia nodded lightly and playfully raised her hand to gently scratch Daniel’s chin as if teasing a

little pet.

Fracha Club was a place Daniel frequented during his youth. He used to spend entire nights there with

his old friends.

Later, many things happened and he was busy with work, so he no longer stayed there.

His last visit had been several years ago. Standing at the entrance once more, Daniel felt like he was

there in his past life.

The club had become unfamiliar to him.

The club’s staff were all well–trained, and their observant eyes didn’t miss a thing.

They could tell at a glance who people were.

They had never seen Daniel and Olivia but they could tell from the way they dressed and walked that

they were not ordinary people.

The staff quickly hastened to approach and extend a warm welcome to them.

“Sir, Miss, please follow me. As the staff member led the way, he inquired politely, “Is this your first visit,

or do you have a reservation?”

Daniel came to a gradual halt, his gaze languid as he cast a mild look at the staff.

His aura instantly rose.

He curled his lips and smiled at the staff. “You don’t know me?”

The staff member felt as if his neck was stuck. He instantly lost his voice.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked open and two familiar figures rushed out.

The staff member glanced over from the corner of his eye.

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The two managers actually appeared at the same time!

There were two lobby managers in the club, one was male, named Steve Chandler and one was

female, named Vivian Lawson.

The two of them had always worked separately and rarely interacted.

But they appeared together today.

The staff was dumbfounded!

Steve hastened his pace and reached Daniel first. He bowed and apologized, “Mr. Sullivan, I’m sorry.

Rowan is new here. Please forgive him.”

Vivian also came over.

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Vivian was undeniably beautiful, but her demeanor was not assertive. Instead, she exuded a gentle

and soothing air.

Men were drawn to her, and women felt no envy in her presence.

Vivian approached the two of them and, rather than addressing Daniel first, she turned her gentle gaze

to Olivia and inquired with a soft tone, “Mrs. Sullivan, how are you?”

Her soft and gentle words subtly hinted at Olivia’s identity, indicating that she was familiar with her.

Notably, she didn’t refer to her as Ms. Taylor, as the staff had done.

Instead, she called her Mrs. Sullivan.

Olivia raised her eyebrows and looked at the woman.

She thought to herself, “No wonder she became the manager of a high–class club. Her EQ is high.”

Olivia nodded at her and turned to Daniel. “Let’s go in.”

“Yes,” Daniel replied.

Steve led the two of them in and introduced them along the way. “Mr. Sheeran has booked Room 8888

on the third floor. Please come this way.”

As they exited the elevator, an inattentive waiter bumped into Olivia, causing her shoes to get soiled.

Olivia had to make a detour to the restroom to clean up.

Steve coordinated with a waitress to escort Olivia to the restroom. He then directed Daniel to a private

room.

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Then, he would turn back to pick up Olivia.

Olivia had never been one to dwell on minor inconveniences. She nodded in resignation and

acquiesced, saying, “Sure.”

With that, she followed the waitress to the washroom.

The thing was sticky and its presence on her shoes was quite irksome to Olivia. Olivia wanted to wipe it

clean as soon as possible.

The waitress said she was going to get a wet towel, but she never came back.

Impatient to wait, Olivia opted to remove her shoes and rinse them under running water. Afterward, she

wiped them dry with a tissue and then put them back on.

She came out of the washroom.

Staring at the identical hallways on either side, Olivia found herself a bit disoriented.

This place looked too similar. It was easy to get lost.

She took out her phone and planned to call Daniel.

As soon as she opened her handbag, a red wine bottle was stuffed into her hand.

Out of nowhere, a man who appeared to be a supervisor suddenly materialized and gave her a nudge

forward. “Why are you dawdling here? Get back to work; the guests are still waiting.”

As he spoke, he pushed her into an unfamiliar private room.

I apologize for the delay,” the man bowed to the individuals inside and introduced Olivia, saying, “This

is our new server. She would like to extend her apologies to all of you.”

Following his introduction, he shot Olivia a look and instructed, “Quickly serve wine to the gentlemen.”

Olivia remained rooted in place and lightly touched the red wine bottle with her fingertips. She clarified,

You’ve made a mistake. I’m not a waitress.”

‘Don’t mess around!” The man had no faith in her statement and scolded her. “What kind of training

have you received? Quickly pour the wine.”

The group of rowdy older men in the private room let out loud, boisterous cheers. A lecherous middle–

aged man looked at Olivia and asked, “Girl, are you a virgin?”

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The supervisor gave him a knowing look. “What do you think?”

The middle–aged man chuckled.

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Olivia cocked her head and gazed at the middle–aged man. Then, she turned back to the supervisor

and calmly clarified, “I’m a guest here. You’ve confused me for someone else.”

Before the supervisor could reply, the middle–aged man jeered.

“She said she’s a guest. Young lady, you’re playing role–playing. Come, come.”

He removed his suit and remarked, “I’ll play the role of the server to attend to our lovely guest here.”

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Someone scurried around the corner and locked the door.

A few old men giggled and surrounded Olivia from several directions as they walked towards her.

The lights in the private room were dim, and people’s faces were barely visible.

Olivia tapped her finger on the wine bottle. The dark red wine bottle reflected her snow–white fingertip,

making it look a little red.

She was clearly getting impatient.

She spoke again. “I’ll say it for the last time, let me out.”

“Get out?” The middle–aged man arched his eyebrows and jeered, “Once you’ve stepped through this

door, regardless of who you are, don’t even dream of leaving. Stay here and serve me obediently!”

As he spoke, he was about to pounce on her.

Olivia’s expression was still nonchalant, but there was a hint of red at the corner of her eyes.

It was scarlet red.

She took a step to the side and dodged the middle–aged man.

Then, she lifted her head and let out a chuckle directed at the occupants of the private room. All of a

sudden, she swiftly raised her right hand and brought the wine bottle crashing down onto the coffee

table.

The table was made of glass, and so were the wine bottles.

Due to the huge impact, the wine bottle instantly shattered, and wine sprayed everywhere along with

broken glass.

The splatter of wine and the sudden burst of glass alarmed everyone.

Some of the timid ones even cried out in fear.

Everyone was left in a state of astonishment, their gazes fixed on Olivia in utter shock.

Olivia lowered her head and massaged her wrist, her tone icy. “I told you, you’ve got the wrong

person.”

With that, she ignored the shocked crowd and walked straight to the door.

The door was securely locked with a combination lock. Olivia couldn’t unlock it herself, so she turned

her head to the supervisor. “Open the door!”

The supervisor shivered and didn’t say anything.

Olivia’s frown deepened, and her expression grew increasingly impatient.

She couldn’t be bothered to waste her time on these people. She picked up a chair and slammed it

against the door.

Bam!

Crash!

The huge glass door was smashed into pieces.

Olivia clapped her hands sharply, moving deftly despite the shards of broken glass on the floor.

Behind her, a group of people remained frozen in place like statues.