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?”

house is in Cloudville. I lived there when I was a kid. But then

this be the same Allison he

memones–could it

greedy–nothing like the innocent girl she

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

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

naturally slid down, resting

Lucian looked up.

gently brushed her hair away from her face. This face was somewhat similar to Penelope Flanagan’s.

the top half of her face, he had a strange feeling.

time Lucian felt something different about

she found herself in bed. Lucian was

her forehead, the

about to head to the Flanagan’s to help out when Leah called her into the

called. Your mother’s