The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 688

Daniel’s eyes lit up in surprise as he asked, “Dad, you can make pies?”

Isaac’s pies looked even better than those made by the chefs on TV!

Isaac chand and replied, “I can do anything!”

Daniel, with flour dusting his small face, watched Isaac making pies. His wide eyes filled with awe and admiration.

His mother, Brittany, found the sight of her flour-covered son watching his father increasingly adorable. After rolling out the dough, she lifted Daniel onto a chair.

“Come on, let me show you.”

Brittany took a piece of the dough and began to teach Daniel how to shape pie crusts.

Daniel tried his best to follow her instructions, but his first few attempts were less than successful. His small face scrunched up in frustration as the filling kept spilling out of his pie crusts.

Brittany couldn’t help but laugh at his chubby, misshapen pies.

“Mum, you’re laughing at me!”

his mother no longer loved him.

Isaac intervened, his voice filled with

was not to be outdone. “No, I want to be just like you, Dad. I want to make the pies quickly and well!”

more failed attempts, Daniel finally succeeded in making a pie that didn’t spill its

pie to Brittany like a precious gem, “Mum, look at my pie.”

praised his effort, “You did a great

red as he stuttered, “I… I will make pies for you every day,

nose, leaving a smear of white flour on it. It made him look even more adorable

realized that the other groups had made more and won certificates and

was the one who had let the

him, “Honey, you did really well. You’ve never made pies before, but

looked into Brittany’s eyes. His gaze was resolute.

night, they had pies for dinner.

his face smeared with oil. Brittany had to stop him from eating more, worried that

just as good as they had five years

took

turned to Brittany. “Did you enjoy

“Yes.”