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”

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

Mrs. Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

not know what

took a glance at her. He was

sure his gesture had touched

was in a

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

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

did seem immature

have been worth it.

agreed

did not have any expectations.

Brad gave

items that were way above the standard of what Brad

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,

Brad was pleasantly surprised. “As long as you like

Sullivan said awkwardly, “Yes, I enjoyed

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

Sullivan was about to cry when she saw Olivia. “You’re right.

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

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

eyes, her long eyelashes hiding the

had never blatantly insultedd Bead by Tom of Mrs. Sullivan. Even if she did say he was immature and unwise, she met

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

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

more than

discord. It would not be

traces.

to take things

One at a time.

the dining room. He looked at the bowl of

could there be

that she did not

had always finished the dishes Olivia made. Not only

finish the bowl of mushroom

be that Olivia’s

his head and felt that it was impossible. Even if Olivia was very talented, her

the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always eat moderately. It was impossible that Olivia cooked

Brown stood at the side

He saw the changes that had