The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 30

Allison was shaking violently, engulfed in a tidal wave of humiliation.

She bit her lip hard, and her fists balled up light. Unable to bear any more of the disgrace, she skedaddled from the office in a hurry.

Who knew how long it took before she found a tree to lean on, her tears finally breaking free.

She and this man were from different worlds.

She was indeed from the wrong side of the tracks; she never deluded herself about that.

But she was genuinely drawn to his tenderness. It turned out that he was a real jerk to everyone else but Penelope.

Back in the office, Lucian rubbed his tired forehead. He had regained his composure, with no sign of the earlier meltdown on his handsome face.

Then a strange ringtone went off. He looked down to see a phone on the carpet.

saw ‘Daisy‘ displayed on

that was seriously outdated. It lacked the features of modern phones,

also a handmade charm

breath hitched, his slender fingers gently caressing the charm that had appeared in his dreams

Allison

ago, he was in Brookhaven

trapped under rubble when, at his most desperate, a girl in a light yellow dress with this charm appeared

was in a makeshift hospital.

face, but her childish voice had stayed with

“Don’t sleep.”

the worn edges of the phone and his eyes never left the aged

Shawn, “Help me look

puzzled, “The maid hired by the Flanagans?”

“Yeah.”