The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

When Randal heard Margo asking about Allison over the phone, it was like salt to his wounds. He couldn’t control his trembling body and snapped angrily at the phone, “Margo, did you call me just to ask about this unimportant stuff? I don’t give a damn about your Mrs. Flanagan and Ms. Flanagan. What does it matter to you whether I have a girlfriend or not? I agreed to go on that blind date out of respect for you! If you call me about this crap again, see If I won’t get someone to deal with you!”

Just the mention of Allison made him feel weak.

All Margo could hear was a buzzing in her ears, as the call was already disconnected.

What’s wrong with this guy?

She looked up to see Allison staring at her.

Allison had a mocking smile on her lips, “Did you get your answer? If you’re done, you can leave now. Or, you can stay and cook, and I’ll go?”

Watching Margo turn to leave, Allison guessed that Lucian must have warned Randal, so he kept his mouth shut.

But why would Lucian help her? Just because she made a panicked phone call?

Allison was puzzled.

moment before she fainted. A pair of strong

holy light in the faint

reality. Allison snapped out of it,

happily took the lunchbox and

top–tier building in Northfield; even the building itself was made of

have

luxurious outfit, which was in the latest style from a luxury brand

up. “Do I need one?”

exchanged glances.

them smiled politely. “May I ask who you

closely, I’m Lucian’s

patted her

you’re Ms. Flanagan.” The receptionist immediately led the way, “Ms.

the CEO’s office. She walked a few steps forward and saw Sheila applying makeup at her desk near the office door. “Sheila, this