The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 147

Allison had thought that a rich man like Lucian might not know how to appreciate the simple dishes, but to her surprise, he had emptied his plate in no time.

Allison, on the other hand, was all grace and elegance when eating and took her sweet time Lucian watched her, suddenly recalling the red woven pendant hanging

in her bedroom.

“Did you make that red pendant in your bedroom?” he asked

“What?” Allison was taken aback. “You’ve been in my room?”

His silence was answer enough.

“You mean the red pendant that was made by my grandmother?” She said, disappointment in her voice.

“Your grandmother?” Lucian pondered. “Did you live in Cloudville when you were a kid?”

man asking her the same question before. “My grandmother’s house is in Cloudville. I lived there when I was a kid. But then there was an earthquake, so I moved

lost. Could this be the

his memones–could it be

how could she have changed so much? Vain, greedy–nothing like the innocent girl she

why Lucian seemed like a different person today. Severe in the morning, but cold and gentle in the

didn’t leave. Instead, he sat on the couch, flipping through a book, while Allison, worn out from a continuous fever,

naturally slid down, resting

Lucian looked up.

deer. He gently brushed her hair away from her face. This

the top half of her face, he had

time Lucian felt something

up, she found herself in bed. Lucian was gone; she

felt her forehead, the fever

help out

Your mother’s condition isn’t very