Chapter 560 "Are You Secretly in Love with Mr. Stewart?"

With such suspicions in mind, Braden deliberately went to the hospital cafeteria during dinner.

"I'd like a bowl of seafood wonton." He said to the staff behind the counter.

"???"

The staff looked completely puzzled.

"Seafood wonton, don't you have it?"

Braden emphasized once again in French to the person.

"We don't have it."

The staff stared at him with a dumbfounded expression and pointed to the menu, saying, "All the food is listed on the menu. Order whatever you want."

Braden quickly scanned the menu with his eyes and indeed found only Western dishes. There was no trace of any Eastern food, let alone seafood wonton.

So, was the nurse lying?

Braden returned to the main building and found the nurse who had been delivering wontons to him every day.

"I think we should talk." He said to her.

The nurse became a little nervous and her expression extremely unnatural, "Mr. Stewart, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"You know what I want to talk to you about."

"I don't know anything. I don't know anything at all."

The nurse shook her head, pretending to be oblivious like an ostrich.

Of course, she knew exactly what Braden wanted to ask her. He definitely wanted to know who had been sending the wontons. However, she had promised Shirley to keep this secret, as if she had made an oath to God. So... she couldn't confess.

"If you tell me honestly where the wontons come from, I'll give you a generous reward," Braden said, hands in his pockets, acting like a savvy businessman.

"No!"

continued shaking her head, "I swore

to God, and

guilty. Please don't ask me. I

sign of the cross on her chest and quickly ran

and urgently said, "Hey, I finally found you. I'm really

"What's wrong?"

and blew a

seafood wontons you've been sending, especially Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I

sincerely

won't send

quite nonchalant about

so anxious that she couldn't eat or sleep. Therefore, this bowl of seafood wonton no longer held

relationship with them? Could it be that you secretly

couldn't help but

"How could that be!"

denied, "I just thought that we’re all Oriental people, and his fiancee had an accident. He's so worried that he can't even eat properly. I just wanted to give

"I see..."

about Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he wants, but Antwan

"So, I won't leave."

she was saying it to the nurse and

Antwan. Otherwise, that

stood up, silently extinguished her cigarette butt, and her slender figure disappeared

could tolerate it during lunchtime, but it was already late at

isn’t there any wonton

her rounds in the corridor while Alina was resting, adopting a

"Well, urn..."

doesn't serve it anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you

only want

as a CEO, acted like an unreasonable child, refusing to settle for anything

loss for words,

a whole day. I'm

Braden admitted openly.

dish that he loved the most, other foods would become compromises, but

moment. I'll

man would have some problems if he

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