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”

servant was standing behind him. He 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 prevent it from worsening. However, he insisted that the soup was more important.”

nodded

did not know what

a glance at her. He was satisfied to see Mrs. Sullivan’s stunned

his gesture had touched

was in

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

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

immature

have been worth

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

not have any expectations. It tasted

been pleased with anything Brad gave her in

her various precious items that were way above the standard

help but

comparison was brutal.

It

of mushroom soup, Mrs. Sullivan could not force herself to eat anymore. She

was pleasantly surprised. “As long as you like it.”

awkwardly, “Yes, I enjoyed

hurriedly went upstairs to

Olivia.” Mrs. Sullivan was about to cry when she saw Olivia. “You’re

forward and held Mrs Sullivan’s hand. She helped the latter at down. He’s sincere.”

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

eyes, her long eyelashes hiding the

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

would know what she implied, yet she would

that Mrs. Sullivan treasured her kinship with Brad, even if she was displeased with

than thirty years was

sowing discord. It would not be

traces.

to take

a

in the dining room. He looked at the

could there be

that she did

the dishes Olivia made. Not only that, she

did she not finish the bowl of mushroom soup

Olivia’s cooking was delicious and irresistible?

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

made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always eat moderately. It was impossible that Olivia cooked much

stood at the side

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

had initially been unhappy with Ms Taylor. However,