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 widening. “Are you crazy? It

it’s nutritious.” The chef didn’t want to waste such a good thing. Plus, he had been smelling the fragrance for an hour. If he didn’t get to taste it, he would be regretful for the rest of his life.

as the butler was hesitating, the chef put it into

entered his mouth, his eyes brightened. He was surprised that the chicken soup

else

so anxious that she was hopping on her foot. “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

was

having superb culinary skills. Even

on the pot.

really be so

equally, with each of them getting more than half a bowl. It left them with a

them looked at the empty bowl and could not help but feel disappointed. “It’s too

total, there were just a little more than two bowls.

their disappointment and frustration, their gazes landed

a drumstick and biting into

promptly spat

inquired, “What’s

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chef tasted it thoughtfully. “It’s tasteless.”

flavor. “The nutrition

the chef to discard the

to glance from the corner of her eye and noticed that the chef had not disposed of the remaining chicken. Not only had he not done so, but he was also holding the seasonings in his hand, examining them one

are you

out the seasoning. “I want to study how Ms. Olivia cooked the chicken soup so

serious student of cooking and had prepared many

in the soup might be slightly inferior when compared to cooking them separately, the extent to which it differed was unprecedented.

cooking.

do it, and even my

was in her room, engrossed in contemplating the seasonings. She approached every

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to cooking and preparing medicinal cuisine, she was determined to excel, striving for

appearance but also

of different dishes is the

Every seasoning and ingredient were nutrients

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sprinkling ingredients with ease. However, it was all the result of high–speed calculations in her mind, ensuring that the dishes achieved a

by heart what seasonings and ingredients would taste like when added together, and what kind of changes

with her and said that she was petty and unwilling to

could not teach at all. When she prepared medicinal cuisine, it was all about improvisation, adding ingredients on the spot. For example, when

high or low heat, will also yield different dishes.

not just about following recipes but about adapting to the situation

cuisine and trying to replicate all of her steps, the end results were never quite the