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.

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

said it’s nutritious.” The chef didn’t 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 his

was hesitating, the chef put it into

entered his mouth, his eyes brightened. He was surprised that the chicken soup

bother to say anything else and

insane. Why are you in such a hurry? Are you afraid that someone will snatch it from

found a moment to speak. “I’ve never

The butler was surprised.

chef was a master in the kitchen, having superb culinary skills. Even he

fell

soup

each of them getting more than half a bowl.

empty bowl and

were just a

gazes landed on the chicken left in the

quickly, breaking off

promptly spat

butler inquired,

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chef tasted it

of curiosity. It indeed lacked flavor. “The nutrition and flavor must have been absorbed by the

and instructing the chef to discard the remaining chicken and herbs, the butler

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

you doing?”

want to study how Ms. Olivia cooked the chicken soup

student of cooking and had prepared many

to cooking them separately, the extent to which it differed was unprecedented. It seemed like

understanding of

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

her room, engrossed in contemplating the seasonings. She approached every task with great seriousness and

1. it.

medicinal

involved not only exquisite taste and appearance but also the ability to provide

the distinctive flavors of different dishes is the art

benefits associated with different ingredients. Every seasoning and ingredient were nutrients in her eyes. Moreover, she had tasted most of them before and understood their

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casually, pinching and sprinkling ingredients with ease. However, it was all the result

like when added together, and what kind of

angry with her and said that she was petty and unwilling to teach her how to

not that she was unwilling to teach. She could not teach at all. When she prepared medicinal cuisine, it was all about improvisation, adding ingredients on the spot. For example, when

way they were cooked, whether with high or low heat, will also

but about adapting to the situation