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!"

"I

more money to God,

don't ask me. I

the cross on her chest and quickly ran

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

"What's wrong?"

calm and blew a beautiful

seafood wontons you've been sending, especially Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I made them specifically for Mr. Stewart

sincerely advised

I won't send them

was quite nonchalant

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

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

nurse couldn't help but

"How could that be!"

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

"I see..."

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

"So, I won't leave."

she was saying it to

on Antwan. Otherwise, that guy will

butt, and her slender figure disappeared into

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

on? Why isn’t there any

a nurse doing her rounds in the corridor while Alina was resting, adopting a confrontational

"Well, urn..."

her neck, "The cafeteria doesn't serve it anymore, Mr. Stewart.

else. I only want wonton, and specifically seafood

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

a loss for words, "Have you not eaten anything

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

Braden admitted openly.

most, other foods would become

here for a moment. I'll go

agreed, fearing that this stubborn man would have some problems

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