The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel 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 chuckled 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!"

Daniel looked mortified, convinced that his mother no longer loved him.

"All right, watch me and your mum," Isaac intervened, his voice filled with amusement.

Daniel, however, was not to be outdone. "No, I want to be just like you, Dad. I want to make the pies quickly and well!"

After several more failed attempts, Daniel finally succeeded in making a pie that didn't spill its filling.

He presented his pie to Brittany like a precious gem, "Mum, look at my pie."

Brittany praised his effort, "You did a great job."

Daniel's face turned bright red as he stuttered, "I... I will make pies for you every day, Mum!"

Brittany gently pinched his nose, leaving a smear of white flour on it. It made him look even more adorable and innocent.

After counting the pies they made, they realized that the other groups had made more and won certificates and ribbons.