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?”

your wound hasn’t healed, and you can’t have spicy food. Plus, it’s harsh

a little, please?”

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

Sephy with you. She knows the brand I

she readily agreed. The two of them left, and Daniel glanced back at Nicole. She appeared worried, like she had something to say but couldn’t find the

ease?” Daniel raised an eyebrow, speaking in a low voice. “Afraid the debt collectors are lurking

Nicole couldn’t meet Daniel’s gaze and felt even more timid being in the

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

protected. Do you

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

sofa, his legs crossed, and watched her.

serious about Maisie