The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 147

Allison had thought that a rich man like Lucian might not know how to appreciate the simple dishes, but to her surprise, he had emptied his plate in no time.

Allison, on the other hand, was all grace and elegance when eating and took her sweet time Lucian watched her, suddenly recalling the red woven pendant hanging

in her bedroom.

“Did you make that red pendant in your bedroom?” he asked

“What?” Allison was taken aback. “You’ve been in my room?”

His silence was answer enough.

“You mean the red pendant that was made by my grandmother?” She said, disappointment in her voice.

“Your grandmother?” Lucian pondered. “Did you live in Cloudville when you were a kid?”

asking her the same question before. “My grandmother’s house is in Cloudville. I lived there when I was a kid. But then there was an earthquake, so I moved back

this be the

from his memones–could it be her?

innocent girl she used to be. Or was it him who got it

like a different person today. Severe in the morning, but cold

sat on the couch, flipping through a book, while

slid down, resting on his

Lucian looked up.

hair away from her face. This

top half of her face, he had a strange feeling.

Lucian felt something different about a

herself in bed. Lucian was gone; she had no idea when he

felt her forehead, the fever

help out when Leah called her into the