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?”

there when I was a kid. But then there was an earthquake, so I

this be the same Allison

girl from his memones–could it

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

different person today. Severe in the

couch, flipping through a book, while Allison, worn

head naturally slid down, resting

Lucian looked up.

hair away from her

top half of

Lucian felt something different about a woman.

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

the

head to the Flanagan’s to help out when Leah called her

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