The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 60

Allison didn’t dare to step foot into room 606 again, and she let Ashley go in with the drinks.

She never expected to bump into Lucian again in a city like Northfield.

There were plenty of waitresses on the sixth floor and a total of six VIP rooms.

But here, there were no fixed room assignments. No waitress had a fixed job. Sarah once said that only competition could bring motivation. If there were fixed assignments, work would get lazy.

Allison checked the time, then turned around to go to the bathroom.

Just as she exited the bathroom, a drunk customer stumbled out. A fat middle–aged man, drunk off his ass, yelled out, “Somebody gives me a hand“”

Allison just stood to the side, and the drunk middle–aged man noticed her; he grabbed Allison’s hand, his other hand resting on her shoulder, “Your hand is so smooth ”

A strong stench of alcohol hit her, mixed with a nauseating smell. Allison frowned, “Sir, please let go of me…”

prostitute? I’m Kurt. There’s no woman I want that I can’t have. Stick with me, and you’ll have a good life. Let

fat arms around Allison Allison

manager Samuel comes, he can’t help you” The man,

willing to help. No

expect people to be so

moved his face closer, sniffing the faint

alcohol. She held her breath and pushed Kurt away with all her might, her hands protecting her chest. She stomped on

screamed like a slaughtered pig. “Ah–”

up instantly. “You bitch!!”

away in panic.

to the door of room 606. She hesitated momentarily at

turned

intact, they were a bit wrinkled, as if she had been struggling. Her eyes were full of fear.

trembling head, her eyes meeting