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!”

convinced that his mother

mum,” Isaac intervened, his voice

want to be just like you, Dad.

finally succeeded in making a pie that didn’t spill its filling.

Brittany like a precious gem, “Mum,

praised his effort, “You did a great job.”

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

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

the pies they made, they realized that the other groups had made more and won certificates and

was the one who had let the team

down to his level and comforted him, “Honey, you did really well. You’ve never made pies

looked into Brittany’s eyes. His gaze was

they had pies for dinner.

devouring them with an enthusiasm that left his face smeared with oil. Brittany had to stop him from eating more, worried that he’d end up

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

took Daniel away.

to Brittany. “Did you

“Yes.”