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”

for you. turned into a big red patch. We asked him to rinse it with cold water first to

nodded awkwardly.

know what

at her. He was satisfied to see

was sure his gesture had

Mrs. Sullivan was in a

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

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

seem immature and

have been worth

thought. She agreed with

any expectations. It tasted worse than she had expected. She wanted to

with anything Brad gave her

were way above the standard of what Brad had given

but

comparison was

It

mushroom soup, Mrs. Sullivan could not force herself to eat anymore. She smiled awkwardly at Brad and said, “I can’t eat anymore,

was pleasantly surprised. “As long as you

awkwardly, “Yes, I

the utensils, Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs

to cry when she saw Olivia. “You’re right. Brad is indeed

and held Mrs Sullivan’s hand. She

flashed in Mr

her long eyelashes hiding the emotions

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

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

treasured her kinship with Brad, even if she was displeased with him now.

of more than thirty years was authentic:

be too hasty in sowing discord. It would not be

traces.

to take things

a time.

room. He looked at the

there be so much

be that she did not like

had always finished the dishes Olivia made. Not only that, she would also ask Olivia

did she not finish the bowl of

it be that Olivia’s cooking was delicious

and felt that it was impossible. Even if Olivia

Waynes was a top chef. Even if it were Chef Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan

at the

this time. He saw the changes that had happened these few

initially been unhappy with Ms Taylor. However, they were now inseparable.