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

Just donate more money to God, and He will

Please don't ask me. I

cross on her chest

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

"What's wrong?"

calm and blew

are suspicious about the seafood wontons you've been sending, especially Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I made them specifically for Mr. Stewart to seduce him. Either you

nurse sincerely advised

then I won't send them

quite nonchalant about

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

the way, Shirley... do you know them? What's your relationship with them? Could it be that you secretly

nurse couldn't help

"How could that be!"

all Oriental people, and his fiancee had an accident. He's so worried that he can't even eat

"I see..."

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

"So, I won't leave."

lightly as if she was

go check on Antwan. Otherwise,

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

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

isn’t there any wonton

intercepted a nurse doing her rounds in the corridor while

"Well, urn..."

anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you consider something else, like

anything else. I only want wonton, and specifically

an unreasonable child, refusing to settle for

a loss for words,

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

Braden admitted openly.

the most, other foods

here for a moment. I'll go

stubborn man would have some

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