Chapter 560 “Are You Secretly in Love with Mr. Stewart?”

With such suspicions in mind, Braden deliberately went to the hospital cafeteria during dinner.

“I’d like a bowl of seafood wonton.” He said to the staff behind the counter.

“???”

The staff looked completely puzzled.

“Seafood wonton, don’t you have it?”

Braden emphasized once again in French to the person.

“We don’t have it.”

The staff stared at him with a dumbfounded expression and pointed to the menu, saying, “All the food is listed on the menu. Order whatever you want.”

Braden quickly scanned the menu with his eyes and indeed found only Western dishes. There was no trace of any Eastern food, let alone seafood wonton.

So, was the nurse lying?

Braden returned to the main building and found the nurse who had been delivering wontons to him every day.

“I think we should talk.” He said to her.

The nurse became a little nervous and her expression extremely unnatural, “Mr. Stewart, what do you want to talk to me about?”

“You know what I want to talk to you about.”

“I don’t know anything. I don’t know anything at all.”

The nurse shook her head, pretending to be oblivious like an ostrich.

Of course, she knew exactly what Braden wanted to ask her. He definitely wanted to know who had been sending the wontons. However, she had promised Shirley to keep this secret, as if she had made an oath to God. So… she couldn’t confess.

“If you tell me honestly where the wontons come from, I’ll give you a generous reward,” Braden said, hands in his pockets, acting like a savvy businessman.

“No!”

shaking her head, “I swore to God, I can’t tell

fine. Just donate more money to God, and He will

guilty. Please don’t ask me. I won’t

the sign of the cross

rings and urgently said, “Hey, I finally found you. I’m really sorry, but

“What’s wrong?”

blew

Stewart and Ms. Gilmore are suspicious about the seafood wontons you’ve been sending, especially Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I made them specifically for

sincerely advised

won’t send them

was quite

she shouldn’t be so anxious that she couldn’t eat or

by the way, Shirley… do you know them? What’s your relationship with them? Could it be that you secretly have a

nurse couldn’t help but

“How could that be!”

had an accident. He’s so worried that he can’t even eat properly. I just wanted to give him some hometown flavors and stimulate his

“I see…”

Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he wants, but Antwan only has you. If you leave, it would be so

“So, I won’t leave.”

if she was saying

Antwan. Otherwise, that guy will start

butt, and her slender

anticipating. He could tolerate it during lunchtime, but it was already late at night and there was still no sign of it. He couldn’t

on? Why isn’t there any

her rounds in the corridor while Alina was resting, adopting a confrontational

“Well, urn…”

doesn’t serve it anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you

don’t want anything else. I only want wonton,

a CEO, acted like an unreasonable child, refusing to settle for anything but

nurse was at a loss for words, “Have you

day. I’m starving, from the

Braden admitted openly.

was ever a dish that he loved the most, other foods would become

wait here for a moment. I’ll go

nurse reluctantly agreed, fearing that this stubborn man would have some

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