The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 411

Allison carried two shopping bags and arrived at the villa’s doorstep, knocking on the door

After a moment, there was some sound from inside, but not the sound of a man’s footsteps. The villa door swung open, and out trotted a large, white dog, its tail wagging furiously at the sight of Allison.

Bending down to pat the dog on the head, Allison stepped inside the villa and glanced around the empty living room, “Where’s your owner? He hasn’t come back yet?”

The dog grabbed onto the hem of her pants, tugging her towards the stairs. Allison set down her shopping bags, “I need to hit the kitchen first. I’ve got ribs.”

But the big dog was a force to be reckoned with, and Allison stumbled slightly as she was dragged along, deciding to just go with the flow and follow the dog upstairs.

“Is your owner home?”

Allison went upstairs, following the dog, and arrived at the study’s door. She knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

She looked at the dog, its tail wagging like crazy, seemingly waiting for her to open the door.

empty study. Lucian was still not back. She had

she didn’t really know much about the man’s study. But as usual, the study was

toy by the coffee table and Allison chuckled,

ball over to Allison and she threw it across the room, “Go

her eyes falling on some documents on the coffee

was about to leave, a gust of cold wind rustled the window shades, flipping the documents off the coffee table and onto the carpet. She bent down to pick them up, only to find that they were about the charity

to be a report from an investigation agency. The chandelier had been tampered with beforehand, causing it to crash down when Penelope

venue. It had a comprehensive surveillance system and stringent security measures. The most likely culprit who could have tampered with things in this hotel would be someone

the investigation details. Although no one was directly implicated, Allison felt like she already knew who it was. She put the documents back in order, retumed them to their original spot and left the

downstairs, the dog had run off

completely empty. She wondered if this man ever cooked at home. She took the ribs and some vegetables from the fridge, and began to

phone suddenly vibrated.

screen – it was a call from

Boswell family’s situation lately. Allison, in the