The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 3

Allison froze in her tracks, her heart pounding. She clung to the tray she was holding, trying to hide her nerves.

But the slight tremor in her body betrayed her anxiety, causing a flicker of displeasure in Lucian’s eyes.

He lounged on the couch, legs crossed, and asked in a low voice, “Am I that scary? Your hands are shaking”

Turning her head. Allison clenching her hands tightly, she mumbled, “It’s my first time serving such a distinguished guest, I’m a bit nervous. Hope you understand.”

Seeing her still looking scared, Lucian averted his eyes. Maybe he was just too tired lately. There was no way this woman could be “Penelope.”

He waved her away, and Allison scurried out the back door without hesitation. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, finally relaxing a bit.

He didn’t recognize her, thank god….

watched her hurriedly retreating figure, his eyes growing even darker,

it’s in the backyard.” Margo

perpetually shaded yard of Allison’s home,

Lucian nodded.

a pleasant female voice rang out, “Mr. Lindberg”

dress, her face adorned with delicate makeup, was helping her mother, Leah, down

the stairs.

her father, Christopher. “Mr. Lindberg, sorry

fell on Penelope, “I’m here today to

Engagement?

was stunned, Penelope most of all. So this

of their daughter’s predicament from last

engagement to Penelope had spread throughout Northfield, with media outlets

right.