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.

scene, but no one noticed anything amiss. Instead, they felt that it

meat soup, Olivia wiped her mouth with a napkin

an eyebrow and asked, “Why are

calm and not

and stammered, as if she were

added to her unease. She couldn’t remember why

But being at a safe distance from Olivia allowed the butler to remain rational. The butler explained, “Ms. Olivia wants to personally handle the ingredients.

recalling the

just tell the chef what you want. You don’t

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

didn’t expect Olivia to come to the kitchen to prepare medicinal cuisine for

have to do it yourself. We

bowl near the sink and said, “Medicinal cuisine isn’t easy to

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working, Lindy stopped trying to

wouldn’t be right to

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

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

find

her without

explained unhurriedly, “My grandfather loves to eat my food. Whenever I’m in the kitchen, he

“You are

and didn’t say anything. However, she paused for a moment in

eyes, she

filial, how could she have abandoned her medical career and

past years, Isaac must have been very

because the chef and others helped with ingredient preparation, leaving Olivia

the

wiped her hands and said, “Let it simmer for an hour and 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

simmer the chicken

Lindy remained behind.

concerned that she might get tired and

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and suddenly complimented.

that even she thought his

But after an hour, as it was nearing completion,

a

butler sniffed, and her stomach

accustomed to

It was too fragrant.

that it was