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?”

house is in Cloudville. I lived there when I

looked lost. Could this be the same Allison he knew?

from his memones–could it be her?

have changed so much? Vain, greedy–nothing like the innocent girl she used to be. Or was it him who

Severe in the morning,

finishing his meal, Lucian didn’t leave. Instead, he sat on the couch, flipping through a book, while Allison,

slid down, resting on his

Lucian looked up.

like a deer. He gently brushed her hair away from

of her face, he

the first time Lucian felt something different about a woman.

Lucian was gone;

the fever was gone

to help