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!"

her head, "I

more money to God, and

guilty. Please don't

the cross

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

"What's wrong?"

blew a beautiful smoke

Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I made them specifically

sincerely advised

I won't send

was quite

anxious that she couldn't eat or sleep. Therefore, this

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

couldn't

"How could that be!"

firmly denied, "I just thought that 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..."

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

"So, I won't leave."

lightly as if she was saying it to the nurse

Antwan. Otherwise, that

silently extinguished her cigarette butt, and

but didn't 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. He couldn't bear

isn’t there any

in the corridor while

"Well, urn..."

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

only want wonton,

CEO, acted like an unreasonable

was at a loss for words, "Have you not

whole day.

Braden admitted openly.

the most, other foods

wait here for a moment. I'll

reluctantly agreed, fearing that this stubborn man would have some problems

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