The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 93

At the entrance of the banquet hall, a young man pushing a wheelchair slowly made his way in.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a man in a sleek black suit. His face was handsome, and he had an aristocratic air about him. Allison, who was munching on some food at the buffet, did a double–take. Was this the guy she saw at the Red Jack Club the other day?

He was with Lucian, wasn’t he? His name was Aidan Crane, if she remembered right.

Her eyes darted from Aidan to Lucian, who had returned to Carter’s side.

Once Aidan entered the hall, his assistant, Parker, handed hirn a cane and helped him stand up. They then started to make their way towards Carter.

Despite his disability, Aidan stood tall and dignified. His good looks and charisma were enough to make anyone forget about his limp.

When he got to Carter, he said in a low voice, “Sorry, Grandpa, I got caught in traffic.”

at him, a satisfied smile twinkling in his eyes, “It’s okay, it’s okay. You’re

box. Aidan’s voice then rang out, “Grandpa, it’s your birthday. I hope

standing next to Lucian, was fuming. Yet another

this guy who just appeared out of

normal landscape painting, not even a famous one, which made Penelope breathe a sigh of relief.

face changed dramatically. His normally

slightly as he reached out, as if he wanted to touch the painting but was afraid of dirtying it. His caution was as if the painting was a priceless

while before he took the painting from Parker, his eyes welling with tears as if remembering a dear friend,

everyone, who looked confusedly at the signature “Sophia

from him, sighing almost imperceptibly, “Dad, let me

may not know who Sophia was, but she knew it all

the eldest daughter of

due to health

after marrying Carter, they adopted a child, Taylor Lindberg. Even without a

was strong.