The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 24

He had a hunch that the woman at the engagement party was Allison but now how could it possibly be?

This woman had approached him with a purpose and a plan. She hadn’t shown up for the elective class for two weeks, but appeared on the day he gave the lecture. It was the same at the Flanagan family’s house, continuously drawing his attention. But who would’ve thought she would turn out to be a loose and vain kind of person

Even though his drink was spiked, he could still recall bits and pieces. Last night, he wasn’t out of control. Instead, after touching her body, he made an uncontrollable choice.

Thinking of this, Lucian suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze cold and profound. He reached out, abruptly pushing the documents in front of him. His slender fingers clenched, and his fist hit the table, making a dull sound.

He had really misjudged Allison!

Allison had been resting at home for a whole morning before she recovered. After lunch, she was called over by Margo.

As soon as she stepped into the villa, she was confronted by Margo. Seeing her, Margo immediately asked, “Allison, where were you last night?”

In the midst of their conversation, Margo noticed a love bite on Allison’s fair neck, immediately seizing it like evidence. “Oh my, did you go fooling around with some riff–raff? I knew you weren’t as pure as you seemed. Don’t forget, you’re using the identity of the young

lady. If Mr. Lindberg finds out you’ve been up to no good, wait and see how the lady punishes you!”

Guess you’ll have to keep my secret then. Allison spoke, her voice gentle, but the

was stunned that Allison dared to talk back to her.

identity. If someone finds out, the young

that her face turned red, but she couldn’t deny that Allison

and instruct her, “Carter invited you to their house for dinner,

Allison’s breath hitched.

so soon? But she wasn’t ready

you waiting for? Go!” Margo threw a set of Penelope’s

last night and didn’t come back all night. I just scolded her a

Leah furrowed her

docile and not the type to do such things.

embellish the story, “It’s true, I saw love bites all over her. Who knows what type of man she

huffed, “A maid’s daughter is

her

be fooled by

years ago, Grace shamelessly tried to latch onto Christopher; thankfully, she