The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Allison thought: Lucian was already engaged to Penelope, and he was always so sweet to her, a stark contrast to how he treated me. All his tenderness was for Penelope, and Penelope was even pregnant now. But if he truly loved Penelope, how could he end up in bed with me?

“You’re her fiancé, and you’re supposed to marry her.”

Heaning this, Lucian seemed to lose interest. He stood up, and she quickly closed her eyes, feeling her ears burning. Upon seeing this. Lucian chuckled, opened his wardrobe and changed into a new set of clothes.

“Allison, you know, rich folks have their way of life, and poor folks have theirs. Everyone has to put up with some shit.”

Besides, it wasn’t even certain if the child in Penelope’s belly was his. The Lindberg family was very strict about lineage. Until Penelope had given birth, he wouldn’t marry her.

Whether he would marry Penelope remained a big question mark.

That night, Penelope showed up at his hotel room. It certainly wasn’t a coincidence, and it wasn’t a birthday party for a friend either. He didn’t want to expose the truth because he owed Penelope for saving him.

He didn’t want Penelope to be linked with George Lindberg.

But if Penelope and George were in cahoots, he would not let it slide.

Penelope was at the door, but her calls to Lucian were not getting through.

She stomped her foot in frustration, wondering what Lucian was up to

She knocked on the door, but he didn’t answer

Had he drunk too much last night and was feeling ill now?

Probably

a man who looked like a bellhop came over, “Ms. Flanagan, Mr. Lindberg asked me to inform you to head to Pearl Island first. He

leaving

too much last night

so that was

“Alright then.”

glanced at the door in front of her

Inside the bedroom.

clung to the blanket to cover herself, watching Lucian was already dressed and feeling nervous, “Where are

was fixing

“In the bathroom.”

the bathrobe, even though he had seen everything last night, but her cheeks were burning. She rushed to the bathroom. Her clothes were on

you don’t give me clothes or money. I really got the short

was me doing all the work. You

hearing this, her cheeks instantly turned red

couldn’t win an argurpent

“I didn’t.”

an eyebrow, “Seems like you have a bad memory. Do you need me to jog

my teeth.

a phone

Lucian’s phone but

her phone from the nightstand and saw the caller ID.

It was Jason.

“Hello.”

are you? We’re about to leave for Pearl Island. Why aren’t you

night? I have a headache now. You guys