Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 88

Amelia put her phone on speaker so that everyone could hear. So, the word “Olivia” reached everyone’s ears in the living room.

Olivia!

It was actually Olivia!

Everyone was stunned. The originally noisy living room instantly fell silent, and everyone’s faces were filled with unconcealable shock.

Amelia was so shocked that she forgot to hang up.

Emma was the first to react. She could not believe it and could not accept this fact. She immediately denied it. “Impossible! It’s impossible. How can it be you?”

It was obvious that she had been dealt a blow. Her body subconsciously retreated, and she subconsciously shook her head. She muttered softly, “How can someone write such a beautiful tune at ten? It’s impossible. You must be lying. Didn’t you never learn the violin? The person who adopted you is just an ordinary doctor. How can he make you learn the violin? Moreover, there are no good teachers in a small place.”

Impossible! It was impossible! Emma did not believe it. She had learned violin for many years and thought that she was talented and hardworking enough. But she still did not dare to compose music. How was it possible that Olivia could compose music at the age of ten?

“Could it be that they have the same name?” Yvonne said then. Her expression was calm, but her eyes were dark.

Yes, it must be someone with the same name! Emma reacted. Then she said firmly, “It must be someone with the same name. How could you compose a song at the age of 10? You’re lying!”

Amelia frowned when she heard the word “same name.” She restrained her shocked expression and continued to ask on the phone, “What’s her full name? Where is she from? Do you have any news about her now?”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone as if she was looking for information. After a while, the woman’s clear voice came. “Her full name is Olivia Taylor. It seems that someone in her family is engaged in pharmaceutical–related industries. The composer is from Layfield. There’s no news now. Rumor has it that the girl plays the violin because she misses her mother. Then, when she was a little older, she followed her grandpa to study medicine.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the living room fell silent again. All the conditions matched Olivia, which meant that she was the composer.

This time, even Yvonne’s expression changed. She was in disbelief. “How can you compose a song without the guidance of a great teacher?” It was too unbelievable. Usually, geniuses are all from musical families, such as Mozart.

Olivia didn’t have the qualifications and was even born in a small city. How could she compose?

“Did someone help you cheat?” Yvonne guessed maliciously.

Hearing this, the others looked at Olivia, wanting to see her reaction. Olivia wasn’t offended by Yvonne’s malicious guess. She still looked calm. With an innate coldness, pride, and even a hint of doubt, she asked, “Why are you so surprised? Is composing difficult?”

As she spoke, she waved at the servant holding the violin. She took the violin and played “Mom in My Dream.”

This piece was similar to the one Emma played before. However, the feelings were different. Emma’s was light and happy, but Olivia’s was filled with deep sadness.

Because it was a dream, and in it was her mother. She and her mother played hide–and–seek happily. But when she woke up, it wasn’t real.

The feelings in Olivia’s piece were higher than Emma’s. Previously, when everyone listened to this piece, they only thought it was pleasant and childlike. However, after listening to Olivia’s, they felt a bone–chilling sadness.

It was a kind of longing and bitterness that lingered in the gaps between her bones.

It turned out that this was the charm of the piece. Even the servants who did not know how to play the violin lowered their eyes and felt depressed.

After listening to this song, Amelia almost lost her grip on her phone.

Because she heard a familiar tune!

There were only a few notes, very few, and they were often used in other tunes. Amelia didn’t realize it until she finished listening to Olivia’s piece.

She was the one who taught her daughter that melody. Her daughter had learned the violin from her since she was young. She told her daughter that she could not cry when she was sad. She had to be happy. Only extreme happiness could show extreme sadness when the music ended.

This was the case when things reached an extreme.

It was her daughter! Olivia was her daughter! It was only at this moment that Amelia truly realized that Olivia was her daughter.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her gaze met Olivia’s cold eyes. It was like polar ice that instantly woke her up.

Olivia’s eyes were filled with indifference and aloofness. She treated her like a stranger and had no feelings for her.

Looking at Olivia, who was like this, Amelia’s heart ached and her ears buzzed non–stop…

Compared to Amelia’s aching, Emma’s heart was filled with jealousy.

She could not accept this fact. She had always been arrogant and condescending. In front of Olivia, she had a sense of superiority. She was confident that she could suppress Olivia with her strength and prevent her from making a comeback.

However, everything that happened today had shattered her understanding. She lost to Olivia completely in playing the violin, which was something she had always been proud of.

She couldn’t accept it!

In her excitement, she could not control her emotions at all. She

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suddenly stood up and glared at Olivia. “You’re lying. Just because you

know how to play it doesn’t prove you’re the composer!”

At this point, she sneered. “Do you really think you’re a musician? Do you think anyone is qualified to compose? Stop dreaming!”

When Emma said this, everyone was stunned. They looked at her in surprise and felt that she must be crazy.

All kinds of evidence showed that Olivia was the composer of this song, but she still didn’t believe it.

For a moment, the way the servants looked at Emma changed. They felt she was too narrow–minded and could not accept others‘ excellence.

“Emma!” To prevent Emma from making a fool of herself, Samuel tried to dissuade her. “Sit down.”

He pushed Emma down onto the sofa and patted her shoulder comfortingly as he looked at Olivia in disgust. “It’s normal for Emma to be surprised. Even I’m surprised.”

At this point, he paused for a moment. When he spoke again, his tone was questioning. “Since you’re the composer of ‘Mom in My Dream,‘ why didn’t you say so earlier? Did you pretend to be the underdog so your opponent would be negligent so you could win the final victory? Did you want to shock the world and watch Emma and Yvonne make a fool of themselves?

“It’s a good thing to be smart, but it’s not good to have a bad temperament and deliberately hide the truth to bully others.” At this point, his tone was already threatening.

Samuel was guiding public opinion. Initially, everyone was paying attention to Emma’s loss of composure and felt that she was not magnanimous and narrow–minded. However, when Samuel said this, everyone’s thoughts changed again.

They thought that Olivia was scheming. She was the composer, but she didn’t say anything. And she even pretended she didn’t know how to play the violin and deliberately humiliated Emma and Yvonne.

She was really too scheming.

“Shock the world?” Olivia suddenly chuckled.

Just as everyone was thinking that she was scheming, she suddenly laughed out loud and everyone subconsciously looked over.

Olivia changed her posture and placed the violin on her shoulder again. She casually composed a tune and looked up at Samuel. Her gaze was confident and arrogant. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Composing is such an easy thing. I don’t even bother to use it to shock the world. You guys are showing off something you’re not good at in front of me, but you’re blaming me. What a joke.”

Then, she turned around, threw the violin to the nearest servant, and looked at Emma with disdain as she said, “Don’t show off such things in the future.”