Married a Secret Billionaire

“Why? Do you like it?” Maisie seemed surprised, unable to hold back a smile. “I originally planned to make truffle and mushroom soup, but Nicole thought people might not like the truffles’ taste. As such, she asked me not to make it.”

Daniel didn’t like truffles, but Maisie’s version was unexpectedly tasty, none of the flavors he disliked. He found himself craving that taste.

Unfortunately, she had forgotten everything.

“Mr. Quimby, don’t stay here.” She chuckled. “There’s a lot of smoke. Why don’t you go to the living room and have some fruit? I have one more dish to prepare, and it’ll be ready soon!”

Daniel nodded and left. As he passed through the living room, he noticed Nicole, her eyes expressing a mix of emotions.

Maisie brought the soup to the table at that moment.

Daniel raised his eyebrows and smiled at Maisie. “Do you have any tabasco?”

smiled. “I told you your wound hasn’t healed, and you can’t have spicy food. Plus, it’s

a little, please?” he

we’re out of tabasco, so I’ll have to go downstairs to buy

you. She knows the brand I

left, and Daniel glanced back at Nicole. She appeared worried, like she had

eyebrow, speaking in

Daniel’s gaze and felt even more timid being

look.” Daniel turned on the monitor screen by the door, showing

Daniel asked casually. “That child is the Hamertons’ little princess, highly protected. Do you think they’d

After a long silence, she spoke softly. “Mr. Quimby, you kept me here

on the sofa, his legs crossed, and

you serious about Maisie this time?