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.

at Allison, then at Penelope,

Lindberg family,”

Penelope. Penelope’s face instantly turned pale, and she

Cora to speak up for her. However…

cold gaze fell on her,

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

I’ll go

to the buffet area, Lucian

sound of the man’s

them, looking at her nervous state, he couldn’t help but smile. “Dr. Dylan, can I

hand. “You

the gaze on the back of her hand was so hot it was frightening. She practically ran off without lifting her

head.

watched her go, a cold smile playing at the

here? Once she became Lucian’s wife, she would make Allison know her place,

was holding a landscape painting

and painting, and most of the people who came to celebrate his birthday brought famous works. Similar gifts would inevitably lead