The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 60

Allison didn’t dare to step foot into room 606 again, and she let Ashley go in with the drinks.

She never expected to bump into Lucian again in a city like Northfield.

There were plenty of waitresses on the sixth floor and a total of six VIP rooms.

But here, there were no fixed room assignments. No waitress had a fixed job. Sarah once said that only competition could bring motivation. If there were fixed assignments, work would get lazy.

Allison checked the time, then turned around to go to the bathroom.

Just as she exited the bathroom, a drunk customer stumbled out. A fat middle–aged man, drunk off his ass, yelled out, “Somebody gives me a hand“”

Allison just stood to the side, and the drunk middle–aged man noticed her; he grabbed Allison’s hand, his other hand resting on her shoulder, “Your hand is so smooth ”

a nauseating smell. Allison frowned, “Sir, please

that I can’t have. Stick with me, and you’ll have a good life. Let me enjoy myself tonight,

fat arms around Allison Allison frowned, struggling

comes, he can’t help you” The man, fueled by alcohol, pressed

waitresses looked over, but none of them were willing to help. No one wanted to stir

people to

moved his face closer,

pushed Kurt away with all her might, her hands protecting her chest. She stomped on Kurt’s foot in a

a slaughtered pig. “Ah–”

drunkenness sobered up instantly.

ran away

606. She hesitated momentarily at the door, then closed her eyes, reached

gaze turned to

little messy. Although her clothes were intact, they were a bit wrinkled, as if she had