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…”

you work as a prostitute? I’m Kurt. There’s no woman I want that I can’t have. Stick

man said as he wrapped his fat arms around Allison Allison frowned, struggling

he can’t help you” The man, fueled by alcohol, pressed

help. No one wanted to stir up trouble, and they just gave Allison sympathetic

expect people to be

moved his face closer, sniffing the faint

might, her hands protecting her chest. She

screamed like a slaughtered pig.

drunkenness sobered up instantly. “You bitch!!”

ran away in panic.

to the door of room 606. She hesitated momentarily at the door, then closed her eyes, reached out, and pushed the door open.

gaze turned to her.

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

trembling head, her eyes meeting