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”

standing behind him. He immediately spoke up 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

Mrs. Sullivan nodded awkwardly.

not know

was satisfied to see Mrs. Sullivan’s

his gesture

Mrs. Sullivan was in

wise enough. She was angry to hear that and had spoken

after hurting himself while making the mushroom soup,

did seem immature

was delicious, the wound might have been worth it.

She agreed with what Olivia said. Brad

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

anything Brad gave her in the past. She

various precious items that were way above the standard of

Sullivan could not help but compare Olivia and

A comparison was brutal.

It

finishing 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 anymore, but the

was pleasantly surprised. “As

awkwardly, “Yes, I enjoyed

utensils, Mrs. Sullivan hurriedly went upstairs

to cry when she saw Olivia. “You’re

hand. She helped the latter at

sincere, tears flashed in Mr

eyelashes hiding

Sullivan. Even if she did say he was immature and unwise, she met it as

would know what she implied, yet she would not be

with

kinship of more than thirty years

sowing discord. It would not be good if she

traces.

to take

One at a time.

the bowl of mushroom soup that was half empty.

could there be so much

it be that she did

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

bowl of mushroom soup that

be that Olivia’s cooking was delicious

Even if Olivia was very talented, her cooking could not be

were Chef Waynes who made the meals, Mrs. Sullivan would always

Brown stood at the

had been around all this time. He saw