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

15

11:14

Rillionai

with Olivia sitting there.

+

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.

one noticed anything amiss.

soup, Olivia wiped her mouth with a napkin

and asked, “Why are you

and not accusatory, just

nervous and stammered, as if she were

to her unease. She couldn’t remember why she

Olivia allowed the butler to remain rational. The butler explained, “Ms. Olivia wants to personally handle the ingredients. Mrs. Patterson was

recalling the reason for her

chef what you want. You don’t

softly, “Food can be more effective than medicine in treating patients. Your son has a

expect Olivia to come to

have to do it yourself. We have a

the bowl near the sink and said, “Medicinal cuisine isn’t easy to prepare. I’d rather

25

11:14

vouchers

to

be right to leave the guest

acting on a whim. But when she saw how Olivia was skillfully handling the ingredients, it became

was quite surprised. Young people of Olivia’s age rarely cooked or even entered the kitchen. Moreover,

she find time

her

smiled. She was in a good mood and was willing to chat, so she explained unhurriedly, “My grandfather loves to eat my food. Whenever I’m in the kitchen, he eats a larger portion of

said, “You

anything. However, she

eyes, she wasn’t filial at

her medical career and stayed away from home for several years just

years, Isaac must have been

the chef and others helped with ingredient preparation, leaving Olivia to handle the

no time, the chicken

a half, and 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 nearby, “Use

simmer the chicken

Lindy remained behind.

tired and said, “Mrs. Patterson, please go

nodded and said,

11:14

+

leaving, she passed by the chef and suddenly

was pleasantly surprised to hear that even she thought

it was first stewed. But after an hour, as it was nearing completion,

a

and her stomach immediately growled. She

the chef, who was accustomed to delicious smells, couldn’t resist this

It was too fragrant.

believe that it was