The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Lucian’s expression changed visibly. But in the room, due to the interplay of light and shadow, no one noticed.

Soon, he was back to his normal self, letting go of the woman’s hand. He went back to the sofa, sat down, and seemed like he was just playing a game.

Allison asked casually, unable to imagine that Lucian would be interested in her. She knew her status.

The people in the booth looked at Lucian’s expression, sensing that something was off with him. A girl courageously offered Lucian a drink, but his cold gaze stopped her. The truth or dare game didn’t continue, and everyone tactfully left.

James sighed, glancing at Allison, who had already left. Now, a different waitress stood by the wall.

Perhaps, Lucian was really falling for this woman this time.

Allison went to the restroom, turned on the tap, and washed her face. The cool water flowed down her cheeks. Looking up, she saw herself in the mirror. Her lips were slightly swollen, but everything else was normal.

the room just now, she and Lucian seemed to have

question? Did she like her? Was she

room, and by midnight, the people

room 618. The door opened, and a few young men came out, propping up sexy and alluring women. Allison stepped aside, then James and

can

voice, I’m sorry, sir. I’ve had a few

sober Allison. Where did she look like she had been drinking? Clearly, it was just an

sighed

called a designated driver. He should be here any minute:

figure, thinking Women can be pretty

Lucian could fall

few drinks, but he wasn’t so drunk as to lose consciousness. His thoughts were clear, and he listened to the

a faint smell

hand, buckled it for him, and as she was about to leave, a hand