Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 300

Mrs Sullivan entered the dining room excitedly. She was surprised to see there was only Brad in the room. She saw there were mushroom soup and waffles on the table.

“Where’re the chocolate croissants? Mrs. Sullivan asked. Then, she smiled and said. “I know. Olivia must be in the kitchen.

There was no hiding Mrs. Sullivan’s joy when she guessed that Olivia was busy in the kitchen. She walked to the kitchen with a smile.

She had just taken a step forward when Brad stopped her. I specially prepared breakfast for you today.”

Mrs. Sullivan was surprised.

She stopped before asking. “What about Olivia? Has Olivia made the croissants?” Brad frowned subtly and put on a gentle expression. I asked her to rest. I wanted to prepare breakfast for you myself today.

That means Olivia didn’t make anything this morning.” Mrs. Sullivan’s voice was a little cold.

She was disappointed.

She had been looking forward to the chocolate croissants Olivia promised. Her disappointment was beyond words.

Fortunately, Mrs. Sullivan could still conceal her disappointment. She tried her best not to look too disappointed.

However, she was visibly listless.

She forced a smile at Brad. You’re a considerate child.”

Brad had a relaxed expression as he explained patiently. “That is what I should do. In the past. I always wanted to cook for you, but I was worried that my culinary skills were not good.”

As he spoke, he scooped a bowl of mushroom soup and handed it to Mrs. Sullivan. “Please try it. It’s my first time making it. It might not taste good.” Mrs. Sullivan took the bowl and took a sip.

The soup remained in her mouth. She did not swallow it..

The taste was awful beyond words.

She forced herself to swallow it and smiled at Brad. “It’s delicious.”

Showed

Brad’s smile spread after hearing what Mrs. Sullivan said. He deliberately the burn on his right hand while serving the waffles. He had scalded it while making waffles.

As expected, Mrs. Sullivan exclaimed, “What happened?”

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Brad retracted his right hand. He looked nonchalant. I’m fine. I just scalded myself”

spoke up as instructed by Brad earlier. “He scalded his hand while making the mushroom soup for you. turned into a big red patch. We asked him to rinse it with cold water first to

nodded

did not know what to say.

a glance at her. He was satisfied to see Mrs. Sullivan’s

sure his gesture had

Sullivan was in a

seem wise enough. She was angry to

to wash his injury after hurting himself while making the mushroom soup, she was not so sure

immature

might have been worth it.

Sullivan was deep in thought. She agreed with

did not have any expectations. It tasted worse than she had expected.

pleased with anything Brad gave

her various precious items that were way above

not help but

comparison was

It

Mrs. Sullivan could not force herself to eat anymore. She smiled awkwardly at Brad and

“As long as you

Sullivan said awkwardly, “Yes, I enjoyed it.”

Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs

when she saw Olivia. “You’re right. Brad

Sullivan’s hand. She helped

was sincere, tears flashed in Mr Sullivan’s Pyrs. He is indeed very

her eyes, her long eyelashes hiding

she did say he was immature and unwise, she met it as naive and

had carefully chosen her choice of words. Mrs. Sullivan would know what she implied, yet she would not be

Mrs. Sullivan treasured her kinship with Brad, even if she

more than thirty years was authentic:

hasty in sowing discord. It would not

traces.

to take

a time.

the dining room. He looked at the bowl

be so

she did not like

only

she not finish the bowl of mushroom soup that he

it be that Olivia’s cooking was

it was impossible. Even if Olivia was very talented, her cooking could not

Even if it were Chef Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always eat moderately. It was

stood at the

He saw the changes that had happened these few days.

Sullivan adored Ms.Taylor now. She had initially been unhappy with Ms Taylor. However, they were