Chapter 170 My Billionaire Missing Lover

• It was December, and Layfield was already very cold. Olivia was wrapped in a solid-colored, knee-length cashmere coat, unbuttoned, with a loose belt at the waist. She wore a pair of four-centimeter sheepskin ankle boots, revealing her long and slender calves. She had always dressed up in sportswear. Her clothes were simple and casual, and she always wore sneakers. This was the first time Gillian had seen her dressed like this. Standing at 170 cm in height, plus the 4 cm heels, she exuded a commanding presence. She just stood there indifferently without saying a word, exuding an invisible pressure. Gillian pinched her pale fingers, feeling an inexplicable joy, and with a casual excuse, she muttered, “Why are you dressed like this? Prioritizing style over comfort, huh?” At first, Olivia did not realize that it was Gillian. She only heard someone speak, and she subconsciously stood up to look back. When she saw Gillian, her eyes were calm, without any emotions. It was as if she did not see her. She turned around, squatted down, and continued to pick Gastrodia elata herbs. Her dismissive attitude left Gillian somewhat embarrassed. She couldn’t help but raise her voice and ask, “Didn’t you hear me talking to you?”
• Lindsay heard the commotion and quickly walked over. When she saw Olivia, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. Then she gloated and said, “How did you end up like this? Are you working as a gardener for them?” She shook her head and mocked intentionally, “Tsk tsk, your social status seems to be plummeting. Why don’t I have my grandfather secure a position for you at the company with a higher salary, say, 240 dollars a month?” “What do you say? It sounds like a plan, right?” Olivia handed the Gastrodia elata in her hand to the maid on the left and patted the dirt off her hands before turning around. Her expression was calm, and there was no trace of anger on her face. Instead, she only lowered her head slightly and glanced at Lindsay. Lindsay’s heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt weak in her legs. She looked at Olive with a fierce expression. “What are you looking at?” Olivia took a wet tissue from a maid on her right and gently wiped her fingers until all ten of her delicate and flawless fingers were free from dust.
• She spoke calmly: “You’re Gillian’s assistant, aren’t you?” “Yeah, you didn’t expect this, did you?” Lindsay’s tone was proud. “I didn’t expect it.” Olivia slowly lowered her eyes and handed the wet wipe to the maid. “Your grandfather, Healix, is quite capable. Unfortunately, his grandchildren are useless and have implicated him.” Lindsay’s expression changed, and she said sternly, “What nonsense are you talking about?” Olivia paid no attention to the girl’s hysteria but maintained her calm tone, firmly suppressing Lindsay’s presence. “Is your grandfather here too? Let him come see me.” “Who do you think you are?” Gillian pulled Lindsay behind her and cut her off before she could finish. “Healix is not here.” Gillian’s face was cold. “You are wrong.” Olivia raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she were surprised. “Why? Aren’t you here to ask for help?” As soon as Olivia spoke, not only Lindsay but even Gillian’s expression froze in disbelief. Gillian asked in a shocked tone, “How... How did you know that?” “Is that so hard to guess?” Olivia smiled and answered. Her deep eyes. were unreadable, but there was a hint of sorrow in them. “Don’t forget, we grew up together. It’s easy to guess what you’re thinking.”