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 ”

hit her, mixed with a nauseating

where you work as a prostitute? I’m Kurt. There’s no woman I want that I can’t have. Stick with me, and you’ll have a

wrapped his fat arms around Allison Allison frowned, struggling in disgust, “Sir, you’re drunk. I’m calling security!”

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

and the passing waitresses looked over, but none of them were willing to help. No one wanted to stir up trouble,

didn’t expect people to be so indifferent here.

Kurt disgustingly moved his face closer,

numb from the sudden strong smell of alcohol. She held her breath and pushed Kurt away with all her might, her hands protecting her chest. She stomped on Kurt’s foot in a gap,

like a slaughtered pig.

up instantly. “You bitch!!”

ran away in panic.

room 606. She hesitated momentarily at the door, then closed her eyes, reached out, and pushed the

turned

leaned against the door, panting heavily, her hair a little messy. Although her clothes were intact, they were a bit wrinkled, as if she had been struggling. Her eyes were full of