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!"

shaking her head, "I swore to

more money to God, and He

don't

of the cross on her chest and

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

"What's wrong?"

calm and blew a beautiful

suspects that I made them specifically for Mr.

nurse sincerely advised

then I won't send them

quite nonchalant

be so anxious that she couldn't eat or sleep.

do you know them? What's your relationship with them? Could it be that you secretly have a

couldn't help but

"How could that be!"

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 him some hometown flavors and stimulate his

"I see..."

true. If you secretly love him, what about Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he wants, but

"So, I won't leave."

lightly as if she was saying it to the nurse and

check on Antwan. Otherwise, that

extinguished her cigarette butt, and her slender figure disappeared

whole day but didn't receive the seafood wonton he had been eagerly anticipating. He could tolerate it during lunchtime, but it was already

Why isn’t there any

doing her rounds in the corridor

"Well, urn..."

neck, "The cafeteria doesn't serve it anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you consider something

anything else. I only want wonton, and

status as a CEO, acted like an

at a loss for words, "Have you not eaten

for a whole day. I'm starving, from

Braden admitted openly.

dish that he loved the most,

a moment. I'll go to the cafeteria

fearing that this stubborn man

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