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.”

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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”

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 prevent it from worsening. However, he insisted that the

nodded

not know what

He was satisfied to see Mrs. Sullivan’s stunned

sure his gesture had touched her.

Sullivan was in a dilemma.

seem wise enough. She was angry to hear that and had spoken up for

refused to wash his injury after hurting

did seem immature and

might have been worth it. However, the soup was almost inedible.

in thought. She agreed with what Olivia said. Brad was

a bite of the waffles. She did not have any expectations. It tasted worse than she had expected.

with anything Brad gave her in the past. She gladly accepted everything.

her various precious items that were way above the standard of what

Sullivan could not help but compare

comparison was

It

force herself to eat anymore. She smiled awkwardly at Brad and said, “I can’t eat anymore, but the meal

surprised. “As long

Sullivan said awkwardly, “Yes, I

down the utensils, Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly

was about to cry when she saw Olivia. “You’re right.

stepped forward and held Mrs Sullivan’s hand. She helped the latter at down.

sincere, tears flashed in Mr Sullivan’s

lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes hiding the emotions

if she did say he was immature and unwise, she met it

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

with Brad, even if she

more than

in sowing discord. It would not be good if she

traces.

take things slowly.

at a

room. He looked at the bowl

there be so much

it be that she

always finished the dishes Olivia made. Not only that, she would also ask Olivia to make more.

not finish the bowl of mushroom

be that Olivia’s cooking was

his head and felt that it was impossible. Even if Olivia was very talented, her cooking could not be better

the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always eat moderately. It was impossible

Brown stood at the side and watched coldly.

had been around all this time. He saw the changes that had happened these few days.

saw how Mrs. Sullivan adored Ms.Taylor now. She had initially been unhappy with