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”

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

Mrs. Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

did not know what

was satisfied to see Mrs. Sullivan’s stunned

his

Mrs. Sullivan was

was immature and did not seem wise enough.

hurting himself while making the mushroom soup,

did seem

delicious, the wound might have been worth it. However, the soup

in thought. She agreed with what Olivia said. Brad

have any expectations. It tasted

had been pleased with anything Brad gave her in the past. She gladly

were way above the standard of what Brad had

Sullivan could not help but

A comparison was brutal.

It

a small bowl of mushroom soup, Mrs. Sullivan could not force herself to eat anymore. She smiled awkwardly at Brad and said, “I can’t eat

Brad was pleasantly surprised. “As

awkwardly,

the utensils, Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs to look for

she

Mrs Sullivan’s hand. She helped the latter at down.

flashed in Mr

her long eyelashes hiding the

insultedd Bead by Tom of Mrs. Sullivan. Even if she did say he

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

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

of more than

too hasty in sowing discord. It would not be good

traces.

to take

One at a time.

in the dining room. He looked at the bowl

be so

that she did

the dishes Olivia made. Not only

bowl of

be that Olivia’s cooking was delicious and

Even if Olivia was very talented, her

if it were Chef Waynes who made the

stood at the side and

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