The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 29

At this point, Lucian’s face darkened, “Get out!”

Allison paled.

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She clenched her teeth and her forehead beaded with sweat, “Mr. Lindberg, I really can’t afford to lose any more credits. If I do, I’ll have to delay my graduation. I…”

Seeing Lucian’s cold and uncompromising demeanor, Allison became anxious. Plus, she was out of breath from running; she felt her vision blur and was about to faint. When she came to, she found herself in Lucian’s arms.

He pinched her waist hard, “Throwing yourself at me? Trying to tempt me? Allison, you’re making me sick.”

She was trapped in a strange yet familiar embrace, seeing nothing but

ear, “Who was it then, who drugged me that night, got into my bed, laid under

even paler.

memory from that night, and in her confusion,

just

wave of annoyance in his chest. She had deceived him with

as a maid who got a distinguished guest’s clothes wet, she avoided him deliberately to draw his attention every time they met. Who would believe

him off even more was that he found himself longing for her, despite trying so hard not to

had been treating Penelope as a substitute for Allison these past few days.

there really is!” Allison’s lips moved, but she couldn’t explain. She turned

grabbing her face tightly, “Misunderstanding? The misunderstanding is that you are taking advantage of your resemblance to Penelope and deliberately impersonating my fiancée. You’re just a lowly maid; did you ever ask yourself, are you worthy? Even if