The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 92

The next moment, Dr. Dylan seemed to sense something. He quietly stood in front of her, blocking Lucian’s view.

He grinned, “Allison and I are here on behalf of my parents to celebrate Carter’s birthday.”

“Oh? Allison, is that you? I almost didn’t recognize you,” Penelope suddenly said, surprised.

When faced with the puzzled looks around her, she casually explained, “Sorry, my bad. It’s just that I can’t believe that our housemaid could be Dr. Dylan’s girlfriend.”

Her voice was just right, loud enough for everyone who was paying attention to hear clearly.

News that the Flanagan family’s maid was attending the birthday party spread quickly, and Allison took a deep breath.

She knew Penelope would never miss a chance to shame her.

She lowered her head and calmly addressed her as “Ms. Flanagan.”

Cora, who hadn’t left yet, suddenly remembered that Allison was the Flanagan family’s falsely accused maid. No wonder she seemed familiar.

Allison, then at Penelope, her eyes full of

a valued guest of the Lindberg family,” Cora said, “So naturally, Dr. Dylan’s

Penelope’s face instantly turned pale, and she pursed her lips in

up for her. However… girlfriend? The word seemed harder and harder to explain.

fell on her, making her

Dr. Dylan, “I’m a bit hungry. I want to get something to

I’ll go with

was about to take Allison to the buffet area,

the sound of the man’s approaching footsteps echoing in her

her nervous state, he couldn’t help but smile. “Dr.

Dr. Dylan gently patted Allison’s hand. “You go first. I’ll come find

her hand was so hot it was frightening. She

head.

playing at the corner of

here? Once she became Lucian’s wife, she would

holding a landscape

calligraphy and painting, and most of the people who came