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”

He immediately spoke up as instructed by Brad earlier. “He scalded his hand while making the mushroom soup for you. turned into

Mrs. Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

did not know what

at her. He was satisfied to see Mrs. Sullivan’s stunned

sure his

Sullivan was in a

previously that Brad was immature and did not seem wise

wash his injury after hurting himself while making the mushroom soup, she was not

seem immature and

the wound might have been worth it. However, the soup was almost

was deep in thought. She agreed with

Sullivan took a bite of the waffles. She did not have any expectations. It tasted worse

Brad gave her in the

items that were way above the standard

help

A comparison was brutal.

It

eat anymore. She

“As long

awkwardly, “Yes, I

utensils, Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs to look

Olivia.” Mrs. Sullivan was about to cry when she saw Olivia. “You’re right. Brad is indeed clumsy

forward and held Mrs Sullivan’s hand. She helped the latter at down. He’s

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

her long eyelashes hiding the emotions

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

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

with Brad, even if she was displeased with

kinship of more than

in sowing discord. It would not be good if she

traces.

had to take things

One at a time.

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

there be so

that she did not

the dishes Olivia made. Not only that, she would also ask Olivia to make

did she not finish the bowl of mushroom

it be that Olivia’s cooking was delicious and

shook his head and felt that it was impossible. Even if Olivia

Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan

stood at the side and

saw the