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”

immediately 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

not know what

a glance at her. He was satisfied to see

was sure his gesture had

Sullivan was in

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

refused to wash his injury after hurting

did seem immature and

might have been worth

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

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

gave her in

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

help but compare

was

It

force herself to eat anymore. She smiled awkwardly at

Brad was pleasantly surprised. “As long as you like

said awkwardly, “Yes, I

Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs to

Mrs. Sullivan was about to cry when she saw Olivia.

stepped forward and held Mrs Sullivan’s hand. She

tears flashed in Mr Sullivan’s Pyrs. He

long eyelashes hiding the emotions in her

by Tom of Mrs. Sullivan. Even if she did say he was immature and unwise,

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

with Brad, even if she was

than thirty

hasty in sowing discord.

traces.

to take things

at a

the bowl of

be so much left?

that she did not like it?

made. Not only that,

she not finish the bowl of mushroom

Olivia’s cooking was

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

chef. Even if it were Chef Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always eat moderately. It was impossible that Olivia cooked much

Brown stood at the side and watched coldly.

saw the

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