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”

turned into a big red patch. We asked him

Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

did not know what to say.

was

sure his gesture

Mrs. Sullivan was in a

that Brad was immature and did not seem wise enough. She was angry

she heard that Brad refused to wash his injury after hurting himself

seem immature and

the wound might have been

deep in thought. She agreed with

waffles. She did not have any expectations. It tasted worse than

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

had gifted her various precious items that were way above the standard of what Brad had given her

help but compare

comparison was brutal.

It

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

surprised. “As long as

said awkwardly, “Yes, I enjoyed

Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs to

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

Sullivan’s hand. She helped the latter at down. He’s

flashed in Mr Sullivan’s Pyrs. He is indeed very

her long eyelashes hiding

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

choice of words. Mrs. Sullivan would know what she implied, yet she would

treasured her kinship with Brad, even

than thirty years was

too hasty in sowing discord. It would not be good

traces.

to take things slowly.

at a

looked at the bowl

be

she did not

always finished the dishes Olivia made. Not only that, she

she not finish the bowl of

cooking was delicious and irresistible?

and felt that it was impossible. Even if Olivia was very talented,

chef. Even if it were Chef Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would

stood at the side and watched coldly.

had been around all this time. He saw the changes

now. She had initially been