The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 688

Daniel’s eyes lit up in surprise as he asked, “Dad, you can make pies?”

Isaac’s pies looked even better than those made by the chefs on TV!

Isaac chand and replied, “I can do anything!”

Daniel, with flour dusting his small face, watched Isaac making pies. His wide eyes filled with awe and admiration.

His mother, Brittany, found the sight of her flour-covered son watching his father increasingly adorable. After rolling out the dough, she lifted Daniel onto a chair.

“Come on, let me show you.”

Brittany took a piece of the dough and began to teach Daniel how to shape pie crusts.

Daniel tried his best to follow her instructions, but his first few attempts were less than successful. His small face scrunched up in frustration as the filling kept spilling out of his pie crusts.

Brittany couldn’t help but laugh at his chubby, misshapen pies.

“Mum, you’re laughing at me!”

mortified, convinced that his mother

mum,” Isaac intervened, his

be just like

more failed attempts, Daniel finally succeeded in making

like a precious

“You did

face turned bright red as he stuttered, “I… I will make pies for

leaving a smear of white flour on it. It made him

the pies they made, they realized that the other groups had made more and won

thinking he was the one

level and comforted him, “Honey, you did really well. You’ve never made pies

into Brittany’s eyes. His gaze was resolute. “I

had pies

left his face smeared with oil. Brittany had to stop him from eating more,

years before, and Brittany had two plates

Emily took

Brittany. “Did