The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 216

“Lucian, folks like you who are loaded may talk about pride, but for a poor sod like me, pride is priceless. If I’d known you had a thing for virgins, I would’ve kept myself pure and then spent a night with you. That way, you’d have had to marry me, right?”

Sometimes, the sharpest weapon wasn’t a blade, but words that cut like a knife.

As her words hung in the air, Lucian’s gaze turned colder, a vein on his forehead pulsing. He was afraid he’d hurt the woman before him if he didn’t control himself.

“I don’t want to see you with Jason again. If I do, I’ll make sure you disappear from Northfield.”

“Disappear how?”

The woman’s hair spread out on the man’s pillow, a smile playing on her lips, seemingly unafraid. “Jason’s into me. You should go talk to him. What’s the point of talking to me? You guys are right; I’m a gold digger. I just want the dough, and I’m happy when a rich guy’s chasing me.”

Before Allison could finish, a hand was around her throat.

hand, her head thrown back, struggling to breathe. “I’ve had twenty–one tough years. If you plan on killing me, it’d be a relief,

her eyes. Sometimes, death can be a

brother in heaven and see how they were doing.

brother how hard things had been for her and her

grandmother and

her

Her mother’s condition was deteriorating; she could not afford surgery or

the man

lost her

a mental

and he released her abruptly. She breathed heavily, her voice hoarse.

stared at her, motionless.

her. She didn’t have the

Lindbergh, shall we continue?”