The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 15

When Allison woke up, she found herself at home.

Leah Flanagan–Eaden, for some reason, despite branding her without any anesthesia, had given her some high–end medicines to help her recover afterward.

A few days of rest and the pain on her back was bearable. Yet every time she saw the scar, she felt a sense of humiliation.

“Allison, I’ve done what I promised. The rest is beyond my control.” Leah Flanagan–Eaden said with a vindictive grin on her face, sipping her latte in the living room of the Flanagan family mansion.

Allison clenched her fists at her sides.

Leah Flanagan–Eaden had indeed kept her promise. She had a specialist examine Allison’s mother immediately after the engagement party.

But the diagnosis still called for a kidney transplant.

Allison said expressionlessly, “Thanks.”

Flanagan–Eaden, unfazed by her attitude, said with a smile, “Don’t sweat it. As long as

in disbelief. “I have to keep

looking for her every day. All you need is to have Penelope’s phone

rose and walked behind Allison, deliberately placing her hand on her not–yet–fully recovered back.

Flanagan–Eaden’s voice echoed in her ear, “But if you pull any stunts, your

her teeth, swallowing her resentment, “I get

Allison break into a cold sweat from the pain, “I didn’t think this scar would

she understood Leah Flanagan–Eaden’s intentions.

even with a scar identical to Penelope’s,

College, Allison listened to her friend, Daisy, “I really don’t get how Penelope got on Lucian’s good side.”

“Could it be ‘cause

feeling her breath grow hot as she remembered the warmth of the man that night.

and stood up, “I need to

from a

she saw Allison rush to the door, bumping into a