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!”

his mother no longer loved him.

and your mum,” Isaac

“No, I want to be just like you, Dad. I want to

Daniel finally succeeded in making a pie that didn’t spill its

to Brittany like a precious

praised his effort, “You did

I will make pies for you every day, Mum!”

white flour on

the other groups had made more and won

felt a bit disheartened, thinking he was the one who had let the

did really well. You’ve never made pies before, but I know you’ll

looked into Brittany’s eyes. His gaze was resolute. “I will try harder.”

had pies

he made himself, devouring them with an enthusiasm that left his face smeared with oil. Brittany had to stop

good as they had five years before, and Brittany had

took Daniel

to Brittany. “Did you enjoy the