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?”

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

Could this be

memones–could

changed so much? Vain, greedy–nothing like the innocent girl she used to be. Or

understand why Lucian seemed like a different person today. Severe

through a book,

naturally slid down, resting on

Lucian looked up.

peaceful, like a deer. He gently brushed her hair away from her face.

top half of her face, he

was the first time Lucian felt something different about a

she found herself in bed. Lucian was gone; she

felt her forehead, the fever was

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