The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 3

Allison froze in her tracks, her heart pounding. She clung to the tray she was holding, trying to hide her nerves.

But the slight tremor in her body betrayed her anxiety, causing a flicker of displeasure in Lucian’s eyes.

He lounged on the couch, legs crossed, and asked in a low voice, “Am I that scary? Your hands are shaking”

Turning her head. Allison clenching her hands tightly, she mumbled, “It’s my first time serving such a distinguished guest, I’m a bit nervous. Hope you understand.”

Seeing her still looking scared, Lucian averted his eyes. Maybe he was just too tired lately. There was no way this woman could be “Penelope.”

He waved her away, and Allison scurried out the back door without hesitation. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, finally relaxing a bit.

He didn’t recognize her, thank god….

hurriedly retreating figure, his eyes growing even darker, “Does the Flanagan family have a

the backyard.”

the perpetually shaded yard of Allison’s home, there

Lucian nodded.

pleasant female voice rang out, “Mr. Lindberg”

light pink dress, her face

the stairs.

father, Christopher. “Mr. Lindberg, sorry to keep you waiting! What brings you here

fell on Penelope, “I’m here today to discuss my

Engagement?

most of all.

and Leah, already aware of their daughter’s predicament from last night,

to Penelope had spread throughout Northfield, with media outlets reporting

right.