Billionaire’s Missing Darling (Olivia and Daniel) novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368

Prior to Jarron’s return to the country, he had anticipated some level of cooperation, but he hadn’t foreseen it proceeding quite this seamlessly. He had only met Tracy once, and before he could even initiate his persuasion, Tracy had already aligned with him.

He emitted a soft sigh, finding amusement in his prior apprehension.

In the afternoon, Gillian placed a call. Her initial query was, “Jarron, how’s the progress on your end?” After inquiring, Gillian bit her lip and promptly added. If things don’t go smoothly, return. Dealing with Olivia is no small task, and the Grant family may not have noble intentions. We’re secure in Mala. Why should we entangle ourselves in domestic conflicts?”

Gillian eventually moved past her reservations and recognized her own limitations.

She acknowledged that she paled in comparison to Olivia. In the past, she had been overly self–assured and overestimated her own abilities. In reality, Olivia’s superiority made competing with her a futile: endeavor.

Once a person moved beyond their previous perspective, they could view the situation in a new light. Maily post occurrences that had seemed awkward and perplexing now appeared as nothing more than her own stubborn fantasies.

Her grandfather had remained impartial, and no one else had shown any favoritism toward Olivia. The reason for their preference for Olivia was straightforward, namely she was exceptional.

The mere thought of her grandfather caused Gillian’s heart to ache. She felt her entire body tremble with the pain, to the point where she wished for death. The memories were so painful that she almost couldn’t bear to recollect them.

She couldn’t help but recollect the heart–wrenching moment when her grandfather had collapsed from a heart attack.

She thought, “How could I have been so callous? Grandfather showered me with so much love. He adopted me, cared for me, and taught me medicine… I could never repay his kindness in this life, let alone the next. But what did I do? I not only failed to call for help when he suffered a heart attack but also watched as he gasped for air and lost consciousness.

Recalling the way her grandfather had gazed at her that day, Gillian’s heart was filled with anguish. After taking a few deep breaths, she finally managed to regain her composure. Her voice trembled with despair as she said, “Jarron, come back. Isn’t it better for us to stay overseas? We’ve established our lives, found jobs, and are gradually experiencing a semblance of peace. Why should we come back and immerse ourselves in the feud between the Grant family and the Smith family?”

Jarron had been in a good mood, eager to share the day’s developments with Gillian, but she ended up dampening his spirits with her discouraging words.

“Good? Do you consider our lives overseas as good?” He scoffed and added in a derisive tone, “I’m toiling away in the hospital day in and day out, but I can’t even conduct a proper surgery. I’m merely an assistant. It’s not because I lack the qualifications, but I’m not skilled enough.”

The situation was truly laughable.

Jarron couldn’t contain his laughter. He pointed at his own chest and exclaimed, “Gillian, don’t you find it hilarious“ You actually suggested that I’m not qualified or skilled enough? Is there a funnier joke in the

world?”

At this point, Jarron’s face was filled with hatred. “Those trash are actually worthy of my help! I’ve been the assistant for so many years and have only worked for Dr. Moss from Mala, Professor Muller from Dunwall, and the Garfield expert from Yougria… There all the most famous doctors in the world. Doctor brain surgery department.

“Who do these incompetents think they are? How dare they audaciously request my assistance!” Jarron hissed. “In the past, when I was in the country, numerous individuals implored me to treat them. My surgical appointments were booked months in advance. I’ve collaborated with world–renowned

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experts from the top international brain surgery departments. Isn’t this level of qualification sufficient?

“Even though I’m young, I’ve served as the lead surgeon in over a thousand operations, and I have never failed. Is this still considered subpar?”

While speaking. Jarron’s eyes welled with tears, and his voice took on a sorrowful tone. “Gillian, I can’t wait any longer. At this rate, when will I achieve the pinnacle in the field of brain surgery, the world’s top expert! Gillian, do you understand? In the past year in Mala, I have never been appointed as the chief surgeon for any surgery. Not even for the most minor procedures. They won’t allow me to.

“All the surgical proposals I’ve submitted have been rejected.

“Gillian, if this persists, my career will be ruined.”

Tears streamed down Gillian’s cheeks. She struggled to console him, but the words caught in her throat, rendering her unable to utter them.

Ultimately, she could only express her helplessness with a plaintive. “Jarron…”