The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 346

Oakwood Hotel was a small-scale joint, tagged as a hotel, but it was just a notch better than a motel really.

The front desk staff, most of them were the boss’s relatives or buddies.

This receptionist was kinda hesitant, “But we’ve got rules in the industry, cant spill guests’ info. He seems to go by the name Max, a tall guy, built like a brick house

Cicely left the hotel, mentally jotting down the name Max. She hailed a cab, a tear trickling down her cheek. She was utterly humiliated, didn’t know who to turn to with this shame, so she just cried in silence.

The cabbie took a peek at her, “What’s the matter, miss? Got your heart broken? Don’t cry”

This only made Cicely more heartbroken. Last night she just went to a friend’s birthday shindig at the Red Jack Club. As she was leaving, a sudden pain hit her at the back of her head, and then she blacked out

Allison noticed the fridge was packed with grub. She knew Grace had fed her a line.

splurge or waste, let alone shop for groceries when the fridge was already full. Grace was usually

Grace lie? Why

any reason to lie to

ingredients from the fridge, she noticed half a bowl of chicken soup in the pot.

furrowed her

leave half a bowl of soup, nor would she use a hen for soup, and she certainly

explanation was, this soup was made for someone

Flanagan family, she mostly stayed home, and besides

passed away And suddenly, Allison felt like she didn’t

vibrated, interrupting Allisons train of thought Allison walked to

away, “Gavin, hey, it’s Allison,

me, you’ve made up your mind, huh? Showbiz ain’t a walk in the park, but you’re

needed actors like Allison, with her fresh, unblemished