Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 177

After the chicken soup was ready, the butler didn’t send it directly to Anthony. Instead, she went to see Lindy first.

Lindy was drinking coffee. When she heard this, her hand that was holding the coffee cup paused slightly.

She slowly put down the coffee cup. “Has Mr. Arthur checked on it?”

The butler knew what Lindy was going to ask and quickly replied, “He checked it. The prescription is very special and seemed to be nutritious, but he isn’t sure if it’s useful.”

Eaton Arthur was an old retired doctor who used to work at the

provincial hospital.

After his retirement, he was hired by the Patterson family to take care of Anthony’s health on a daily basis.

Lindy hesitated, rubbing the sides of her cup with her thumb and index finger, unable to make up her mind.

She didn’t like Olivia, considering her too young.

However, when she saw her cooking the medicinal cuisine, she felt touched.

After some contemplation, her maternal instincts took over.

It was just two bowls of chicken soup. She considered pouring them away since nothing is more important than Anthony’s health.

The prescription seemed fine, but who knew if there would be any

adverse effects after drinking it?

“Pour it.” Lindy picked up her coffee cup and began to sip it.

The butler returned to the kitchen and had the chef pour out the chicken

soup.

“Pour it?” The chef couldn’t control the volume of his voice, and it came out sharply.

The butler glanced at him unhappily, saying, “Why are you being so loud?”

The chef looked at the chicken soup in the pot with a conflicted expression. “How can we pour away something so good? If Anthony doesn’t want it, I’ll drink it.”

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As he spoke, he ladled a bowl of soup and was about to put it in his mouth.

and quickly stopped him, her eyes

Arthur has seen the prescription and he said it’s nutritious.” The chef didn’t want to waste such a good thing. Plus, he had been

hesitating, the chef put it into

He was surprised that the chicken

anything else and

“You are really insane. Why are you in such a hurry? Are you afraid that someone will snatch it from

The chef finally found a moment to speak. “I’ve never had chicken soup

butler was

having superb culinary skills. Even

fell on the pot.

this chicken soup really

and the chef split the remaining chicken soup equally, with each of

the empty bowl and could not help but

were just a little

frustration, their gazes landed on the chicken left in

off a drumstick and biting into

he promptly spat

butler inquired, “What’s

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it thoughtfully. “It’s

butler took a bite out of curiosity. It indeed lacked flavor. “The nutrition and flavor must

to discard the remaining

and noticed that the chef had not disposed of the remaining

you doing?”

spat out the seasoning. “I want to study

student of cooking and

inferior when compared to cooking them separately, the extent to which it differed was unprecedented. It seemed like all the essence and savory flavor of the chicken had been extracted.

of cooking. She asked,

at her. “I can’t do it, and even my chef

the seasonings. She approached every task with great seriousness and was fully absorbed in

1. it.

to cooking and preparing medicinal cuisine, she

taste and appearance but also the ability

flavors of different dishes is

Every seasoning and ingredient were nutrients in her eyes. Moreover, she had tasted

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she seemed to do it casually, pinching and sprinkling ingredients with ease. However, it was all the result of high–speed calculations

when added together, and what kind of

the past, Gillian had been angry with her and said that she was petty and unwilling to teach her how

she prepared medicinal cuisine, it was all about improvisation, adding ingredients on the spot. For

whether with high or low heat, will

following recipes but about adapting to

and trying to replicate all of her steps, the end results were