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

a little,

Maisie gave. “But we’re out of tabasco, so I’ll have to go

Take Sephy with you. She knows the brand I

agreed. The two of them left, and Daniel glanced back at Nicole. She appeared worried, like she had something to say

not at ease?” Daniel raised an eyebrow, speaking in a low voice. “Afraid

Nicole couldn’t meet Daniel’s gaze and felt even

Daniel turned on the monitor screen by the door, showing Maisie and Persephone walking to the

little princess, highly protected. Do you think they’d let her be in

a long silence, she spoke softly. “Mr. Quimby, you kept me here for a reason, right? Well, I also have some things to

his legs

you… Are you serious