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…”

no woman I want that I can’t have. Stick with me, and you’ll have a good life. Let me enjoy myself tonight, pretty

said as he wrapped his fat arms around Allison Allison frowned, struggling in disgust, “Sir,

comes, he can’t help you” The man, fueled by alcohol, pressed Allison against the wall.

struggled, and the passing waitresses looked over, but none of them were willing to help. No

didn’t expect people to be

disgustingly moved his face closer, sniffing the faint scent in the

might, her hands protecting her chest. She stomped

a

drunkenness sobered up instantly. “You

ran away

she ran to the door of room 606. She hesitated momentarily at the door, then closed her eyes,

gaze turned to her.

messy. Although her clothes were intact, they were a bit wrinkled, as if she had been

trembling head, her eyes meeting his.