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!"

nurse continued shaking her head, "I swore to

money to God, and

don't ask me. I won't

made the sign of the cross on her chest and quickly ran

blowing smoke rings and urgently said, "Hey, I finally found you. I'm really sorry, but I can't help

"What's wrong?"

blew a beautiful smoke

Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I made them specifically for Mr. Stewart to seduce him. Either you confess to them or

nurse sincerely advised

I won't send them

quite nonchalant

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

What's your relationship with

couldn't help but

"How could that be!"

"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 him some hometown flavors and

"I see..."

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

"So, I won't leave."

lightly as if she was saying it

Otherwise, that guy will start

stood up, silently extinguished her cigarette butt, and her

during lunchtime, but it

going on? Why isn’t there any

in the corridor while Alina was resting,

"Well, urn..."

it anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you consider something else, like hamburgers, steaks,

else. I only want wonton,

as a CEO, acted like an unreasonable child,

loss for words, "Have you not

a whole day. I'm

Braden admitted openly.

that he loved the most, other foods would

here for a moment. I'll go

this stubborn man would have some

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