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 it with cold water first to prevent it from worsening. However, he

Mrs. Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

did not know what

took a glance at her. He was satisfied to see

sure his gesture had touched

Mrs. Sullivan was in

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

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

seem immature

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

deep in thought. She agreed with what Olivia said.

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

pleased with anything Brad gave her in the past. She

items that were way above the standard of what Brad had

Sullivan could not help but compare Olivia

A comparison was brutal.

It

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

pleasantly surprised. “As long

awkwardly, “Yes, I

hurriedly went

when she saw Olivia. “You’re

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

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

eyelashes hiding the emotions

if she did say he was immature and unwise, she met it

know what she implied,

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

more than thirty years was

hasty in sowing discord. It would not

traces.

to take things

One at a time.

He looked at the bowl of mushroom soup that

be so

she did

Sullivan had always finished the dishes Olivia made. Not

she not finish the bowl

be that Olivia’s

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

Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always eat

stood at the

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