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?”

“I told you your wound hasn’t healed, and

a little, please?” he

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

you. Take Sephy with you. She knows the brand

agreed. The two of them left, and Daniel glanced

an eyebrow, speaking in

gaze and felt even more timid being in the same

screen by the door, showing Maisie and Persephone walking

asked casually. “That child is the Hamertons’ little princess, highly protected. Do you think they’d let her be in danger? The bodyguards are

you kept me here for a reason, right? Well, I also have

on the sofa, his legs crossed, and watched her.

serious about Maisie this time? Are your feelings