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”

the mushroom soup for you. turned into a big red patch. We asked him to rinse it

Mrs. Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

know what to

a glance at her. He was satisfied to see

was sure his gesture had touched

was in

Brad was immature and did not seem wise enough. She was angry to

that Brad refused to wash his injury after hurting himself while making

seem immature

mushroom soup was delicious, the wound might have been worth it.

was deep in thought. She agreed with

Sullivan took a bite of the waffles. She did not have any expectations. It tasted worse than she had expected. She wanted

gave her

items that were way above the

could not help

A comparison was brutal.

It

force herself to eat anymore. She smiled awkwardly at Brad and said, “I can’t eat anymore,

surprised. “As long as you like

awkwardly, “Yes,

Sullivan hurriedly went

to cry when she saw Olivia. “You’re right. Brad is

hand. She

sincere, tears flashed in Mr Sullivan’s

lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes hiding the

she did say he was immature and unwise, she

chosen her choice of words. Mrs. Sullivan would know what she implied, yet

Sullivan treasured her kinship with Brad, even if she was displeased

than thirty years

too hasty in sowing discord. It would

traces.

to take things

One at a time.

the bowl of mushroom

there be

that she did

Sullivan had always finished the dishes Olivia made. Not only that, she would also

not finish the bowl of mushroom soup that he

Olivia’s cooking was

Even if Olivia was very talented, her cooking could not be better than Chef

were Chef Waynes who made the meals, Mrs.

the side and watched

all this time. He saw the changes that had happened