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

your mum,” Isaac intervened, his

to be just like you, Dad. I want to

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

a

his effort, “You did a

I will make pies for you every day,

smear of white flour on it. It made him look even more adorable and innocent.

pies they made, they realized that the other groups had

disheartened, thinking he was the one who had

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

His gaze was resolute. “I will try

had

devouring them with an enthusiasm that left his face smeared with oil. Brittany

tasted just as good as they had five years before, and

took

“Did

“Yes.”