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.

by this and quickly stopped him, her

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

hesitating, the chef put it into his mouth and took

it entered his mouth, his eyes brightened.

didn’t bother to say anything else and

that she was hopping on her foot. “You are really insane. Why are you in such a hurry? Are you afraid that someone will snatch it from

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

The butler was surprised.

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

gaze fell

this chicken soup really be

chef split the remaining chicken soup equally, with each

two of them looked at the empty bowl

a little more than

landed on the

chef acted quickly, breaking off a drumstick

he promptly spat

inquired, “What’s

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chef tasted it thoughtfully.

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

her bowl and instructing the chef to discard the remaining chicken and herbs, the

chef had not disposed of the remaining chicken. Not only had he not done so, but he was also

are you doing?”

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

chef was also a serious student of cooking and had prepared many delectable

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

of cooking. She

glanced at her. “I can’t do it, and

engrossed in contemplating the seasonings. She approached every task with great seriousness

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

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

distinctive flavors of different dishes is the art

medicine allowed her to understand the balance of flavors and the health benefits associated with different ingredients. Every seasoning and ingredient were nutrients in her eyes. Moreover,

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

seasonings and ingredients would taste like when added together, and what kind of

and said that she was petty and unwilling to teach her how to make medicinal

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

The way they were cooked, whether with high or low

about following recipes but about