The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Penelope freaked out. “Allison, you’re plastered I’m taking you home now” Without wasting another second, she brushed past Jason, helped Allison up, and headed out.

Everyone else was left staring at each other The Lindbergh family had invited a lot of people over for dinner that night. Many of the guests were young folks from prestigious families, with a fair share of good–for–nothing playboys

A few glances landed on Terry and Dennis. These two were notorious playboys, never seen without female companions.

Dennis shrugged “Oh man, I can’t remember, I’ve been with so many women!” he looked at Allison, Td remember if I’d been with someone as beautiful as her

“Terry, fess up, was it you? Hahaha”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Terry waved it off. “How am I supposed to remember?”

He’d had four girlfriends in the past month alone, he couldn’t even remember what the first one looked like,

Everyone was having a good laugh over the topic, throwing around all sorts of jabs and teases.

panicked female

“Ah-”

“Lucian, your hand!”

his hand, with blood and glass shards mixing

his palm, splattering on the

gasped, “Lucian”

room, just a moment ago filled with laughter and chatter,

what was wrong with

grabbed a bottle of wine and chugged it down. After finishing the whole bottle, he stood up and let out a slow breath, feeling a

the courage to speak, only to be silenced by Lucian’s chilling glare. She shivered,

word.

and Dennis. His fists tightened, the pain from his left hand bringing him back to reality.

stood up and strode

breathe a sigh

up with

knows? Maybe he’s just