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?”

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

little,

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

you. Take Sephy with you. She

them left, and Daniel glanced back

at ease?” Daniel raised an eyebrow, speaking in a low voice. “Afraid the

felt even

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

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

silence, she spoke softly. “Mr. Quimby, you kept me here for a reason, right?

on the sofa, his legs crossed, and watched

you serious about Maisie this time? Are your