Chapter 228 My Billionaire Missing Lover

• The staff from the International Medical Association came to pick up Olivia. She handed over her luggage, following the staff as she answered Gillian’s call. “Is something the matter?” Olivia rubbed her forehead, feeling the fatigue that came from a long flight and the inability to rest adequately. Gillian’s voice was frail and hesitant. “Olivia, I heard you’re in Mala now. I know I messed up before, but I’ve realized it. Can we meet? It’s at my current place, 23 Howell Street.”
• Olivia, her tone cold and unwavering, responded without a hint of hesitation, “No, that’s not possible.” Gillian, sensing the resolve in Olivia’s voice, hesitated for a moment before asking, “Why not? What’s changed?” Olivia’s attitude remained detached as she explained, “I told you, you’re not right in the head. How did you even know I was in Mala? The timing is too coincidental. I just got off the plane, and you’re calling me? “To be honest, I do want to believe you, but there are too many inconsistencies in your story, and I can’t overlook them.”
• Gillian, left pondering her own actions, found herself at a loss for words. Ernesto, infuriated by the situation, couldn’t contain his frustration any longer and gave Saul a strong kick. “You idiot messed it up again!” he growled, a mix of anger and disappointment in his voice. Saul, on the other hand, hunched down in a corner, resembling a small, dejected balloon, as he realized the gravity of his mistake. Stefan, observing the scene closely, quickly signaled Saul to leave the room, making it clear that they needed to change their approach. He then looked at Gillian, urging her to scream for help.