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!”

head, “I swore to God,

Just donate more money to God, and He

I’m guilty. Please don’t ask me. I

cross on her

“Hey, I finally found you. I’m really sorry, but I can’t help

“What’s wrong?”

calm and blew

wontons you’ve been sending, especially Ms. Gilmore. She suspects that I made them specifically for Mr. Stewart to seduce him. Either you confess

sincerely advised

I won’t

quite nonchalant about

and she shouldn’t be so anxious that she couldn’t eat or sleep. Therefore, this bowl of seafood wonton no longer held any

with

couldn’t

“How could that be!”

Oriental people, and his fiancee had an accident. He’s so worried that he can’t

“I see…”

thoughtfully, “That’s true. If you secretly love him, what about 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.”

was saying it to the nurse and

Antwan. Otherwise, that guy will

butt, and her slender figure

it during lunchtime, but

going on? Why isn’t there any

nurse doing her rounds in the

“Well, urn…”

serve it anymore,

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

like an

for words, “Have you

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

Braden admitted openly.

there was ever a dish that he loved the most, other

here for a moment. I’ll

stubborn man would have

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