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,

money to God, and He will forgive

I'm guilty. Please don't ask me.

of the cross on her chest and quickly

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

"What's wrong?"

and blew a

that I made them specifically for

sincerely advised

won't

quite nonchalant about

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

your relationship with them?

nurse couldn't help but

"How could that be!"

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

"I see..."

him, what about Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he wants, but Antwan only has you. If you leave, it would be so unfair to

"So, I won't leave."

smiled lightly as if she was

Antwan. Otherwise, that guy will start

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

receive the seafood wonton he had been eagerly anticipating. He could tolerate it during lunchtime, but it was already late at night and there was still no sign of it.

on? Why isn’t

rounds in the

"Well, urn..."

serve it anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you consider something

only

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

for words, "Have

waiting for a whole day.

Braden admitted openly.

there was ever a dish that he loved the most,

for a moment. I'll go to

that this stubborn man would have some

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