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”

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 insisted that the soup was

Mrs. Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

know

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

his gesture had

Sullivan was in a

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

Brad refused to wash his injury after hurting himself while making the mushroom soup, she was

seem immature

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

agreed with what Olivia said.

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

gave her in the past. She gladly accepted

precious items that were way

help but compare Olivia and

A comparison was brutal.

It

herself to eat anymore. She smiled awkwardly at Brad and said, “I can’t eat anymore, but the meal you prepared

was pleasantly surprised. “As

awkwardly,

Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly

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

stepped forward and held Mrs Sullivan’s hand.

flashed in Mr Sullivan’s Pyrs. He is

her eyes, her long eyelashes

if she did say he

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

Sullivan treasured her kinship with Brad, even if

kinship of more than thirty

be too hasty in sowing discord.

traces.

to

One at a time.

looked at the bowl of mushroom soup

there be

it be that she

Olivia made. Not only that, she would also ask Olivia

not finish the bowl of mushroom soup that he

it be that Olivia’s

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

chef. Even if it were Chef Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always eat moderately. It was impossible that Olivia

the side and watched

this time. He saw the changes that had happened