The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 123

Allison cocked an eyebrow

Was he calling for Allison, not Penelope?

She had no choice but to hail a cab and rush to Red Jack Club

Room 805. She pushed the door open, her first sight being a pair of long legs. A few steps further, she spotted shattered glass on the carpet. Then, there was Lucian, sprawling on the sofa, one leg hanging lazily off the edge.

His eyes were closed, seemingly napping

The room was softly lit, casting a gentle glow on his face His eyes were shut tight, his high nose and handsome features making hearts flutter

“Mr Lindberg” She called twice, but Lucian made no response.

She couldn’t figure out why Lucian would summon her.

“Lucian”

And yet, he dared to get drunk.

gaze fell on the wine bottles littering the coffee table. He’d downed so much booze.

lips moved faintly,

closer. His hot breath brushed against her ear, the name “Yuliana” coming out in a

Yuliana?

he wasn’t calling

him, knowing she should leave immediately!

wrong, it wasn’t her he was calling!

he possibly call her

up and get out of

lips. His lips were beautiful. Staring at his lips, she felt a warmth creeping up her cheeks. It reminded her of the time he had teased her, biting her lip on purpose, making her wear a mask for a week

Yuliana Allison got up, covering him with a blanket,

few steps

in

to see Lucian curling up, like a shrimp, his hand pressing his abdomen, seemingly in

“What’s wrong. Lucian?”

slick with sweat, clearly in pain. The room reeked of alcohol. Allison knew, his

the overtime