Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 300

Mrs Sullivan entered the dining room excitedly. She was surprised to see there was only Brad in the room. She saw there were mushroom soup and waffles on the table.

“Where’re the chocolate croissants? Mrs. Sullivan asked. Then, she smiled and said. “I know. Olivia must be in the kitchen.

There was no hiding Mrs. Sullivan’s joy when she guessed that Olivia was busy in the kitchen. She walked to the kitchen with a smile.

She had just taken a step forward when Brad stopped her. I specially prepared breakfast for you today.”

Mrs. Sullivan was surprised.

She stopped before asking. “What about Olivia? Has Olivia made the croissants?” Brad frowned subtly and put on a gentle expression. I asked her to rest. I wanted to prepare breakfast for you myself today.

That means Olivia didn’t make anything this morning.” Mrs. Sullivan’s voice was a little cold.

She was disappointed.

She had been looking forward to the chocolate croissants Olivia promised. Her disappointment was beyond words.

Fortunately, Mrs. Sullivan could still conceal her disappointment. She tried her best not to look too disappointed.

However, she was visibly listless.

She forced a smile at Brad. You’re a considerate child.”

Brad had a relaxed expression as he explained patiently. “That is what I should do. In the past. I always wanted to cook for you, but I was worried that my culinary skills were not good.”

As he spoke, he scooped a bowl of mushroom soup and handed it to Mrs. Sullivan. “Please try it. It’s my first time making it. It might not taste good.” Mrs. Sullivan took the bowl and took a sip.

The soup remained in her mouth. She did not swallow it..

The taste was awful beyond words.

She forced herself to swallow it and smiled at Brad. “It’s delicious.”

Showed

Brad’s smile spread after hearing what Mrs. Sullivan said. He deliberately the burn on his right hand while serving the waffles. He had scalded it while making waffles.

As expected, Mrs. Sullivan exclaimed, “What happened?”

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Brad retracted his right hand. He looked nonchalant. I’m fine. I just scalded myself”

up as instructed by Brad earlier. “He scalded his hand while making the mushroom soup for you. turned into a big red patch.

Mrs. Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

know what to

a glance at her. He was satisfied to see

his gesture had touched

Sullivan was

was immature and did not seem wise enough. She was angry to hear that and had spoken up

heard that Brad refused to wash his injury after hurting himself

seem

have

Sullivan was deep in thought. She agreed with what Olivia said. Brad

the waffles. She did not have any expectations. It tasted worse

been pleased with anything Brad gave her in the past.

items that were way

not help

A comparison was brutal.

It

mushroom soup, Mrs. Sullivan could not force herself to eat anymore. She

pleasantly surprised. “As long as you like

Sullivan said awkwardly, “Yes, I

Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs to

when she saw

stepped forward and held Mrs Sullivan’s hand. She helped the latter

Brad was sincere, tears flashed in Mr Sullivan’s Pyrs. He is

her long eyelashes

by Tom of Mrs. Sullivan. Even if she did say he was immature and unwise,

had carefully chosen her choice of words. Mrs. Sullivan would know what she implied, yet she would not be angry

well that Mrs. Sullivan treasured her kinship with Brad, even if she was

of more than

hasty in sowing discord. It would not be good if she

traces.

had to

One at a time.

was still in the dining room. He looked at the bowl of mushroom

could there be so

that she did

finished the dishes Olivia made. Not only that,

did she not finish the bowl of mushroom

that Olivia’s cooking was delicious and

felt that it was impossible. Even if Olivia was very talented, her cooking could

a top chef. Even if it were Chef Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always

at the

been around all this time. He saw the changes that had happened these