The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 119

She stepped out of the hospital, took out her phone, “Margo, set up a meeting between your nephew and Allison. I have a hunch they might hit it off.”

Margo caught her drift immediately. “Sure thing. I’ll get right on it. But doesn’t Allison already have a boyfriend? I heard he’s a doctor.”

“Does Allison deserve him?”

Margo thought to herself that her nephew wasn’t a bad catch, even though he just got out of the slammer, he was family after all.

But she didn’t voice this out.

After hanging up, she dialed her nephew immediately.

“Randal, it’s Margo.”

“What’s up?” Randal glanced at his phone, puzzled. Margo hasn’t reached out in a while.

age? Your mom has been on my case to help you find a suitable girlfriend, and I

scoffed and made some noncommittal noises before

she was a maid, how could she possibly know any good girls? The people she knew

and sent him a picture of Allison

Randal called back, “I might have misspoke earlier,

about

Wednesday

morning. When she saw Allison emerge from a side door, she went over with a paper bag in hand, “Change into this and come with me.”

smelling the cheap fabric.

wearing this, what are you

when you get there, hurry up or Mrs. Flanagan will be on your

dress Margo provided. It was a cheap looking green sweater dress with a low neckline and an unpleasant odor.

Allison was a stunner. Even in a

Allison to

him, “Where are you? Allison and I are here.”