Billionaire’s Missing Darling

Chapter 293

Tracy was indeed a state banquet chef. Her culinary skills were extraordinary. Even Mrs. Sullivan, who had always insisted on cating less, had drunk two bowls. If not for Mr. Brown’s reminder, Mrs. Sullivan might even have a third bowl.

“This chicken soup is delicious.” Mrs. Sullivan reluctantly put down the bowl.

Tracy smiled. “Good that you liked it. It’s already very late. I have to get going.”

“You’re leaving?” Mrs. Sullivan was a little reluctant.

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The culinary skills of famous chefs were too precious. She wanted Tracy to stay for a few more days.

However, it was not convenient for her to speak out and invite her.

After all, Tracy was the head chef of the state banquet. Moreover, she had not cooked personally for many years. A few years ago, Tracy was invited to continue to be the head chef of the state banquet, but she had rejected it.

Tracy had retired. She rarely appeared elsewhere besides the Smith Cuisine Hall and the restaurants opened by her students.

It was already a pleasant surprise that Olivia could invite her over. It would be impossible for her to stay further.

Everyone present could tell what Mrs. Sullivan was thinking.

But no one spoke.

Brad smoothed his sleeve before saying haughtily, “Tracy, why don’t you stay and cook for us for a few more days?”

As he had been overseas for many years, Brad did not know much about the happenings in the country. He only knew that Tracy was a state banquet chef and one of the top chefs in the region. However, he did not hear that she had not cooked personally for the past few years.

He thought that he would be able to have her agree to his request as it was just a matter of money. Just like Olivia, he could also invite Tracy.

Mrs. Sullivan had given him a large sum of money over the years. He had used it for investments and thus accumulated a lot of wealth.

Tracy was just a chef. He could easily employ her services.

After saying that, Brad even looked at Olivia with a provocative gaze. “Tracy, don’t worry. I will compensate you well. As long as you’re willing to stay and cook a few meals, I will give you double what Olivia paid you.”

“Double?” Tracy laughed.

had become a brand in the food industry. She had earned more than enough money. It was a joke that someone had used

Billionaire’s Moving Darling

not know whether

long as you’re willing to stay. I’ll

eyes

considerate Brad was in trying to help her convince Tracy to stay. His

her. He was generous with his money so that she

Brad’s

behavior, she was nonetheless touched

What a good child!

he had done the right thing when he saw her eyes well

Sullivan’s personality well. He knew that she would fall for hist

always acted like that since he was a child. No matter what good stuff he got, he would give it to Mrs. Sullivan first. No matter what

her with all his

was a stark contrast to Daniel. Daniel was smart.

little distant from his

held Mrs. Sullivan’s hand and said gently in an emotional tone. “You’re like a mother to me. You raised me yourself. When I was young. I swore that I would be filial when I grew up. Even

would I need you to pluck stars for me?” Mrs. Sullivan turned her face away.

back then were not in vain. Brad had grown

“Tell me how much to pay you. No matter how much it is, I’ll give it to you. I’ll double the amount

After a while, she said, “Olivia didn’t give me

His voice turned icy. “That’s insensible

her.”

of seared salmon with herbed couscous? Olivia gave me the recipe for a medicinal cuisine. It has the same value

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remained oblivious to everyone’s shock and stood up so

respectful. “Miss Olivia, if you need anything else, just tell me anytime! Tracy left. Olivia propped up her

come over. Shall we go upstairs

over and followed

Sullivan, Brad, Mr. Brown, and a

did not know anything about seared salmon with herbed couscous. However, he could tell that the recipe for

seared salmon with

unintelligible. It’s just a recipe. She could have asked for anything else. Why did she leave like

was rare for Mrs. Sullivan not