Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 176

Before going to the kitchen, Olivia wrote a list for the butler and asked her to prepare the ingredients referring to it.

In the kitchen, she used the available ingredients to prepare a bowl of meat soup for herself.

This type of soft dish was Isaac’s favorite, It was also one of the few dishes she excelled at. She was skilled in three types of cuisine.

They were the soft food that Isaac loved, the seafood dishes that Gillian favored, and the local dishes in Evervale with sweet and sour sauce that Jarron liked.

Only she did not know how to make the spicy cuisine that she loved.

The butler quickly returned with all the ingredients and herbs.

Lindy followed behind and entered the kitchen

She looked at the kitchen filled with ingredients and slightly furrowed her brow. “Ms. Olivia, if there’s anything you need, you can have the kitchen prepare it. There’s no need for you to trouble yourself.”

Olivia was holding a bowl of meat soup and slowly enjoying it spoon by spoon. When she saw Lindy approaching, she invited her to sit down.

“Do you want to try it?” She pushed the other bowl of untouched meat

soup over.

Lindy, accustomed to gourmet dishes and daily meals prepared by renowned chefs, couldn’t understand why she would be interested in this simple–looking bowl of meat soup.

However, she politely declined. “Thank you, but I just had lunch, and I’m too full to eat.”

Olivia nodded and continued eating without saying anything.

She sat in the chair, holding the spoon with her fingertips as she slowly scooped up the meat soup. Her movements were elegant, and her etiquette was impeccable.

Lindy initially had many things to say, but as she watched Olivia, she felt a sense of tranquility and didn’t want to disturb the moment.

She stood at the side and watched her eat silently.

In the spacious kitchen, there was only one table for food preparation. This originally simple place seemed to take on an elevated appearance

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The chef at the side even had an illusion that his table was placed well and was very suitable for having a meal.

Olivia sat at the center of the table, eating slowly and gracefully.

The people surrounding her watched Olivia as if they were waiters awaiting a guest’s call.

strange scene, but no one noticed anything amiss. Instead, they

wiped her mouth with a napkin and

asked, “Why are you still

calm and not accusatory, just

if she were a

to her unease. She couldn’t remember why

at a safe distance from Olivia allowed the butler to remain rational. The butler explained, “Ms. Olivia wants to personally handle the ingredients. Mrs. Patterson was concerned about

nodded, recalling the reason for

Olivia, you can just tell the chef what you want. You don’t have to do it

Your son has

She didn’t expect Olivia to come

somewhat touched, she said, “You don’t have to do it yourself. We have a specialist in the kitchen preparing traditional medicine.

and said, “Medicinal cuisine isn’t easy to prepare. I’d rather do

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to convince her and stayed in the kitchen

it wouldn’t be right to leave the guest in the

Lindy thought that Olivia was just acting on a whim. But when she saw how Olivia was skillfully handling the

Young people of Olivia’s age rarely cooked or even entered the kitchen. Moreover, Olivia had been dedicated to

find time to

asked her

she explained unhurriedly, “My grandfather loves

said, “You are

lowered her gaze and didn’t say anything. However, she paused for a moment

eyes, she

were truly filial, how could she have abandoned her medical career and

Isaac must

others helped with ingredient preparation, leaving Olivia to

the chicken

then it will be ready to drink. I’ll advise him to have two bowls today, and we’ll change to something else tomorrow.” As she spoke, she pointed at the small soup bowl

starting to simmer the chicken soup,

Lindy remained behind.

she might get tired and said, “Mrs.

and said,

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by the chef and suddenly complimented. “The location of that

hear that even

chicken soup didn’t have much aroma when it was first stewed. But after an hour, as it was nearing completion, the fragrance

had a

stomach immediately growled. She was so

was accustomed to delicious

It was too fragrant.

that it was