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!”

“I swore to God, I can’t

Just donate more money to God,

Please don’t

nurse made the sign of the cross on her chest and quickly

she found Shirley blowing smoke rings and urgently said, “Hey, I finally found you.

“What’s wrong?”

and blew

Gilmore. She suspects that I

sincerely advised

I won’t send

quite

and she shouldn’t be so anxious that she couldn’t eat or sleep. Therefore, this

know them? What’s your relationship with them? Could it be that you

couldn’t

“How could that be!”

thought that we’re all Oriental people, and his fiancee had an accident. He’s so worried that he can’t even eat properly. I

“I see…”

thoughtfully, “That’s true. If you secretly love him, what about Antwan? Mr. Stewart can have whatever he wants,

“So, I won’t leave.”

was saying it to the nurse and

go check on Antwan. Otherwise, that guy will

her cigarette butt, and her

been eagerly 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 bear it

Why isn’t there

a nurse doing her rounds in the corridor while Alina

“Well, urn…”

nurse awkwardly touched her neck, “The cafeteria doesn’t serve it anymore, Mr. Stewart. Can you consider something else,

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

disregarding his status as a CEO, acted like an unreasonable

at a loss for words, “Have you not eaten anything

right. I’ve been waiting for a whole day. I’m starving,

Braden admitted openly.

loved the most, other foods would become compromises, but

for a moment. I’ll go to the cafeteria and

man would have

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