Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 431

Alexander’s heart quivered, and his chest rose and fell violently, akin to the sensation of ingesting an

exceptionally bitter pill that sent bitterness coursing through his entire being.

His dark eyes were now filled with hopelessness.

He thought to himself, ‘Idiot? Ha! I’m an idiot!‘

For nearly two decades, he had held thoughts of the young girl close to his heart. He had carefully

preserved this relationship as his most cherished memory. Nonetheless, he now realized that this

significant memory held no importance to Olivia.

At this moment, he felt as if he had become a joke.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Olivia. With a choked voice, he asked word by word, “Is that

memory really so unbearable to you? Don’t you reminisce it at all?”

Olivia looked at him quietly, taking in his current expression.

She blinked slowly and asked, “Do all your childhood memories mean anything to you? Do you

remember the name of the kindergarten teacher when you were five years old? Do you remember the

table from elementary school? Do you remember every playmate in your childhood?”

Alexander was stunned.

He really did not remember.

However, to him, the girl in the gown was different. She was his best memory and the light in his dark

life.

Alexander promptly expressed his thoughts as he was eager for Olivia to understand them.

Unfortunately, she simply looked at him indifferently after listening. She said extremely calmly, “Am I the

most cherished memory from your childhood, the one you remember and hold dear?”

He nodded firmly.

When Bettany, who was lying on the ground, heard this, she subconsciously clenched her fists, and the

resentment in her eyes became evident.

“But it’s such a pity.” Olivia’s tone changed, adding, “You’re not a part of the most cherished memory of

my childhood. You’re just a speck of dust in my memory. Therefore, I don’t remember you and don’t

care about you.”

“Urgh…” Alexander, whose face displayed an extreme sense of despair, spat out a mouthful of blood.,

It turned out that he was just a speck of dust in Olivia’s eyes…

Looking at Alexander, Bettany’s heart ached terribly. She tried her best to turn around, crawling in his

direction. “Alexander, Alexander, don’t be sad. You still have me. You still have me, eh? You’re the most

precious person to me. I’m willing to give up everything for you.”

“Get lost!” Alexander’s tone suddenly turned sharp, and he felt as if there was a fire burning in his

chest.

At this moment, he wished he could kill Bettany.

It was all her fault!

She lied to him, causing him to mistake her for someone else, after all.

The bone–chilling hatred in his eyes made her heart ache. She felt as though she was soaking in an

ice bath, which sent chills throughout her entire being. She now realized that Alexander hated her!

Overwhelming despair engulfed her, causing her eyes to be filled with madness. She averted her gaze

and fixed a hateful stare upon Olivia, and she said with great resentment, “Didn’t you promise you’d

never desire the whistle again if you gave it

to me?

Olivia nodded, looking at her calmly, then said, “Yes. I really don’t want it.”

Bettany shouted, “Then what are you doing now? You’ve already said that you don’t want it, so why did

you tell him? The whistle is mine. It’s mine! I’ve never seen such a hypocritical person like you. I’ve

asked you several times, and you’ve always told me that you don’t want it anymore. Since you don’t

want it anymore, so why did you have to tell him?”

Bettany’s loud voice wavered, leading it to tremble as she spoke. By the time she uttered the last

sentence, her voice had become completely hoarse.

She harbored a deep hatred for Olivia, resenting her for her hypocrisy and despising her even more for

constantly projecting an air of superiority. Olivia’s tone turned cold. “It’s true that I don’t want the

whistle, but I didn’t say that I wouldn’t tell others. I gave you a chance, you know. If you had remained

obediently within the Grant family, today’s events might not have unfolded.” Bettany now appeared

deranged. “Excuses! They are all excuses! You could have remained silent. Why did you have to say it

out loud? You have nearly everything, so what harm is in giving one or two things to others? I don’t

desire much, okay? I only want the whistle! Why must you shatter such a modest wish!”

Olivia had grown impatient. “No matter how much I have, it’s still mine. It has nothing to do with you.

Bettany, don’t push your luck. I’ve already done enough for you.”

Bettany sneered. “Gratitude? Bringing up gratitude once more? You constantly use all the good deeds

you’ve done for me as a threat, but nobody ever pleaded with you to assist me. Who begged you to

help me, eh? Whether it was rescuing me by sending me to the Dillon family or arranging for me to

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teacher, it was all your own desires. I never begged for any of it!”

Olivia’s eyes turned cold.

It was evident that Bettany was filled with despair. “Olivia, do you realize that you’ve destroyed me?

You’ve ruined everything. Because of you, I’ve lost Alexander and everything!”

“Nol” Olivia suddenly emanated an oppressive presence. She approached Bettany’s side, peering

down at her. “You can still paint. Your hands are still capable of that.” Bettany was a little confused.

Before she could react, Olivia’s right hand had already reached her wrist.

With just a “click“, her wrist was broken.

In that instant, Olivia rose to her feet, cleaning her hands with a napkin. Her tone turned cold, and she

said, “Now, you’ve lost everything!”

When something happens so suddenly, one might not be able to react instantly. This was the case with

Bettany.

After a minute, she erupted into wails and screams. Embracing her limp and unresponsive right hand,

she shouted, “My hand! What’s happened to my hand?” Olivia stood in front of her and said word by

word, “Bettany, if you despise me and reject my assistance, then I’ll reclaim everything I’ve provided to

you!” “No…” Bettany was struck as if by lightning, her blood surging and flowing in reverse throughout

her body at that moment, rising all the way to her head and prompting her to emit a painful howl.

Olivia observed Bettany in silence, and her eyes revealed no discernible emotion. Meanwhile, she

remained unresponsive to Bettany’s anguish. After a while, when Bettany’s voice lowered, she said

unhurriedly, “Actually, I did not intend to expose you at first. Alexander might be desirable to you, but to

me, he’s barely anything. You see, he’s just trash to me, and I don’t care if you want to take the trash

with you. However, you can’t be too arrogant, eh? You’ve been pushing your luck time and time again.

You disregard my kindness and yet come to bully me. Do you think I have no idea? Do,

think I don’t care?”

She added, “I don’t care about what you have done previously. On one hand, I don’t care. On the other

hand, it’s not the right time. Today, I’ll just teach you a lesson. If you accept what I offer, everything will

be as sweet as honey. But should you reject it and assume ill intent, that sweetness will transform into

toxic arsenic. I put some powder inside when I gave this whistle to you. If you had conducted yourself

properly, it would have remained just a whistle. But if you harbored any ill intentions, it would transform

into a sharp weapon ready to harm you! Whether it is harmless or harmful depends on you. However,

you were simply too greedy. You have lost yourself.”