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

Just donate more money to God, and He

Please don't ask

cross

she found Shirley blowing smoke rings and urgently said, "Hey,

"What's wrong?"

calm and blew

been sending, especially Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I

nurse sincerely advised

then 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

know them? What's your relationship with them? Could it be that you

couldn't help but

"How could that be!"

worried that he can't even eat properly. I just wanted

"I see..."

him, what about Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he wants, but Antwan only has you. If

"So, I won't leave."

as if she was saying it to

Otherwise, that guy

up, silently extinguished her cigarette butt, and her

He could tolerate it during lunchtime, but it was already late at night and there was still no sign of it. He couldn't bear

on? Why isn’t there any wonton

the corridor

"Well, urn..."

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

don't want anything else. I only want wonton, and specifically seafood

an unreasonable

nurse was at a loss for words, "Have you not eaten

day. I'm starving, from the

Braden admitted openly.

was ever a dish that he loved the most, other foods would

I'll go

fearing that this stubborn man would have

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