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.

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

want to waste such a good thing. Plus, he had been smelling the fragrance for an hour. If he didn’t get to taste it, he would be regretful for the rest of

put it into his mouth and took a big

eyes brightened. He was surprised that the

didn’t bother to say anything else and

Why are you in

finally found a moment to speak. “I’ve never had chicken soup this delicious.

The butler was surprised.

in the kitchen, having superb culinary skills. Even he couldn’t help but praise

fell on the

soup really

chef split the remaining chicken soup equally, with each of them getting more than

at the empty bowl and could not help but feel

were just a little more than

disappointment and frustration, their gazes landed

chef acted quickly, breaking off a drumstick and biting

he promptly

butler inquired,

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tasted it thoughtfully. “It’s tasteless.”

butler took a bite out of curiosity. It indeed lacked flavor. “The nutrition and flavor must have been

instructing the chef to discard

happened to glance from the corner of her eye and noticed that the chef had not disposed of the remaining chicken. Not only had he not done so, but he was also holding the seasonings in his hand, examining them

you doing?”

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

serious student of cooking and had prepared

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 unprecedented. It seemed like all the essence and savory flavor of the chicken had

much understanding of

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

was in her room, engrossed in contemplating the seasonings. She approached

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to cooking and preparing medicinal cuisine, she was determined to excel, striving for

taste and appearance but also the ability to provide

flavors of different

with different ingredients. Every

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casually, pinching and sprinkling ingredients with ease. However, it was all the result of high–speed calculations

by heart what seasonings and ingredients would taste like when added together, and what kind of changes would happen under the different

said that she

unwilling to teach. She could not teach at all. When she prepared medicinal cuisine, it was all about improvisation, adding ingredients on

The way they were cooked, whether with high or low

about following recipes but about adapting to the situation as