The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 570

Was it just Allison’s imagination, or was Hudson inching closer to her with every passing

moment?

A subtle alarm bell rang in her head as she shifted discreetly to the side. “I’m sorry,” she said with a hint of reservation. “If my issue has caused the company any trouble, I truly apologize.”

Hudson, ever so casual, took out his phone. “I’m sure Patty must’ve mentioned it, but your case is a bit tricky,” he said, scrolling through his device.

Allison frowned. “How? Patty didn’t say anything.”

like a gentleman on first glance. He was in his forties, slightly round in the belly, yet still in better shape than most middle-aged men. But when he smiled, it

texting Emma for help, hoping she would reach out

beat. They were those ambiguous shots of Penelope. “Mr. Sears,” she said. Her voice was steady and firm. “You’re mistaken. That’s not me in those photos. I’ll clear this up at a press conference in three days.”

Epic Entertainment has treated you quite well since you joined. We’ve given you top-notch opportunities. But

everything in three days.” Disgusted, she stood up and brushed off his hand. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll

before his hand snatched her waist, throwing her back onto the couch. “Playing the innocent, huh? A slut like you trying to act like a saint?

the shoulders. His laugh was growing more lecherous by the second. “Struggle for me, I love it. Did you know I’ve had my eye on you since you started here at Epic? You’re so tempting, Allison. Those guys can’t satisfy you, but I

he fumbled with his belt, Allison saw

just outside, so escaping

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