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”

“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

know what to

took a glance at her. He was

gesture had touched her.

Sullivan was in a dilemma.

and did not seem wise enough.

refused to wash his injury after hurting himself

seem immature

wound might have been worth

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

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

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

way above the standard of

help but compare

comparison was brutal.

It

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

“As long as you

said awkwardly, “Yes, I enjoyed it.”

the utensils, Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs to

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

and held Mrs Sullivan’s hand. She helped the

hearing that Brad was sincere, tears flashed in Mr Sullivan’s Pyrs. He is

her long eyelashes

never blatantly insultedd Bead by Tom of Mrs. Sullivan. Even if she did say he was

would know what she implied,

with Brad,

more than thirty years was authentic:

too hasty in sowing discord. It would not be good if she left

traces.

take things

a time.

the dining room. He looked at the bowl of mushroom soup that

could there be so

be that she

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

not finish the bowl of mushroom soup that he

cooking was delicious

his head and felt that it was impossible. Even if Olivia was very

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

Brown stood at the

around all this time. He saw the changes that had

now. She had initially been unhappy with