Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 177

After the chicken soup was ready, the butler didn’t send it directly to Anthony. Instead, she went to see Lindy first.

Lindy was drinking coffee. When she heard this, her hand that was holding the coffee cup paused slightly.

She slowly put down the coffee cup. “Has Mr. Arthur checked on it?”

The butler knew what Lindy was going to ask and quickly replied, “He checked it. The prescription is very special and seemed to be nutritious, but he isn’t sure if it’s useful.”

Eaton Arthur was an old retired doctor who used to work at the

provincial hospital.

After his retirement, he was hired by the Patterson family to take care of Anthony’s health on a daily basis.

Lindy hesitated, rubbing the sides of her cup with her thumb and index finger, unable to make up her mind.

She didn’t like Olivia, considering her too young.

However, when she saw her cooking the medicinal cuisine, she felt touched.

After some contemplation, her maternal instincts took over.

It was just two bowls of chicken soup. She considered pouring them away since nothing is more important than Anthony’s health.

The prescription seemed fine, but who knew if there would be any

adverse effects after drinking it?

“Pour it.” Lindy picked up her coffee cup and began to sip it.

The butler returned to the kitchen and had the chef pour out the chicken

soup.

“Pour it?” The chef couldn’t control the volume of his voice, and it came out sharply.

The butler glanced at him unhappily, saying, “Why are you being so loud?”

The chef looked at the chicken soup in the pot with a conflicted expression. “How can we pour away something so good? If Anthony doesn’t want it, I’ll drink it.”

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As he spoke, he ladled a bowl of soup and was about to put it in his mouth.

stopped him, her eyes widening. “Are you crazy?

Plus, he had been smelling the fragrance for an hour. If he didn’t get

the butler was hesitating, the chef put it into his

his mouth, his eyes brightened. He was

to say anything else and

on her foot. “You are really insane. Why are you in such a

chef finally found a moment to

The butler was surprised.

chef was a master in the kitchen, having superb culinary skills. Even he couldn’t help

fell

soup really be so

the butler and the chef split the remaining chicken soup equally, with each of them getting more than half a bowl. It

bowl and could not

a

gazes landed on the chicken left in

quickly, breaking off a

he promptly spat

butler inquired,

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tasted it thoughtfully.

out of curiosity. It indeed lacked flavor. “The nutrition and flavor must

chef to discard the remaining chicken

of her eye and noticed that the chef had not disposed of the remaining chicken. Not only had he

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spat out the seasoning. “I want to study how Ms. Olivia cooked the chicken soup

a serious student of cooking and had prepared many

expected that the taste of chicken or fish in the soup might be slightly inferior when compared to cooking them separately, the extent to which it differed was

understanding of cooking. She asked, “Is it very

The chef glanced at her. “I can’t do it, and even my chef instructor can’t do

contemplating the seasonings. She approached every task with great seriousness and

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had committed to cooking and preparing medicinal cuisine, she was determined to

only exquisite taste and appearance

distinctive flavors of different dishes is

her to understand the balance of flavors and the health benefits associated with different ingredients. Every seasoning and ingredient were nutrients

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seemed to do it casually, pinching and sprinkling ingredients with ease. However, it was all the result of high–speed calculations in her mind, ensuring that the dishes achieved

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said that she was petty and unwilling to teach her

When she prepared medicinal cuisine, it was all about improvisation, adding ingredients on the spot. For example, when

were cooked, whether with high or low

but about adapting to the situation as