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!”

looked mortified, convinced that his mother no

Isaac intervened, his voice filled with amusement.

to be outdone. “No, I want to be just like you, Dad. I want to make the pies

failed attempts, Daniel finally succeeded in making

to Brittany like a precious gem,

praised his effort, “You

“I… I will make

on it. It made him look even more adorable

that the other groups had made more and

a bit disheartened, thinking he was the one who

his level and comforted him, “Honey, you did really well. You’ve never made pies before, but I know you’ll get

eyes. His gaze was

had

them with an enthusiasm that left his face smeared

they had five years before, and Brittany had two plates before she was

took

turned to Brittany. “Did you enjoy the