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!"

head, "I swore to God, I can't

money to God,

Please don't ask me. I

of the cross on her chest

smoke rings and urgently said, "Hey, I finally found you. I'm really sorry, but

"What's wrong?"

and blew a beautiful smoke

that I made them specifically for Mr. Stewart to seduce him. Either you confess to them or stop sending the

sincerely advised

I won't send them

was quite nonchalant about

longer in danger, and she shouldn't be so anxious that she couldn't eat or sleep. Therefore, this bowl of seafood

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

couldn't help

"How could that be!"

He's so worried that he can't even eat properly.

"I see..."

thoughtfully, "That's true. If you secretly love him, what about Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he

"So, I won't leave."

smiled lightly as if she was saying it to the

Otherwise, that guy

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

on? Why isn’t there any

a nurse doing her rounds in the corridor while Alina

"Well, urn..."

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

want anything else. I only want wonton,

as a CEO, acted like an unreasonable child, refusing to

was at a loss for words,

for a whole day. I'm starving, from the front to

Braden admitted openly.

he loved the most, other foods would become compromises,

a moment. I'll go to the cafeteria and

fearing that this stubborn man would have

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