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?”

her the same question before. “My grandmother’s house is in Cloudville. I lived there when I was a

looked lost. Could this be the same Allison

girl from his memones–could it

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

like a different person today. Severe in the morning,

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

head naturally slid down, resting

Lucian looked up.

deer. He gently brushed her hair away from her face. This face was somewhat similar

the top half of her face, he had a

the first time Lucian felt something

Lucian was gone; she had no idea

the fever was gone

head to the Flanagan’s to help out when Leah