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!”

looked mortified, convinced that his mother no longer

your mum,” Isaac intervened, his voice filled

to be just like

failed attempts, Daniel finally succeeded in making

like a precious gem, “Mum, look

effort, “You did a

“I… I will make pies for

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

counting the pies they made, they realized that the other groups had made more

felt a bit disheartened, thinking he was the one

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

looked into Brittany’s eyes. His gaze was resolute. “I will try harder.”

they had pies for dinner.

he made himself, devouring them with an enthusiasm that left his face smeared with oil. Brittany had to stop him from eating more, worried that

as good as they had five years before, and Brittany had two plates

dinner, Emily took Daniel

“Did you enjoy the

“Yes.”