The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 365

At the Flanagan’s household, Linda was tidying up the kitchen when she heard a crash upstairs. She shuddered slightly, but ducked her head and continued cleaning, knowing that Leah was throwing another tantrum.

Ever since Allison showed up, Mr. Flanagan started coming home less and less often. Leah was constantly in a huff, and even when Mr. Flanagan did come home, they were always in a silent war, barely speaking to each other. Today was no different, with Leah blowing her top again.

Upstairs was a mess from all the stuff Leah had thrown around, and Linda figured she’d have to go up and clean that too. Linda let out a soft sigh. If not for the decent wage the Flanagans paid her, she wouldn’t want to work here anymore, given Leah’s increasingly unstable mood.

Sure enough, after about ten minutes, Margo hobbled over and said, “Linda, go clean up the study.”

Linda muttered in acknowledgment and picked up her cleaning supplies to head upstairs. Margo limped along behind her, muttering under her breath about that “slut Allison.”

her eyes and headed upstairs, sneaking a glance at the overweight Margo struggling

to see Margo ascend the stairs. It’d been two months since Allison pushed her down the stairs, and her leg still hadn’t healed. Every time she climbed the stairs, she

and then walked into the study. Leah was resting with her eyes closed on the couch, and her chest heaving. Clearly, she was still worked

something. Looking down, she saw a shattered phone. It wasn’t hard to guess just how much force Leah had used. She placed the phone on the coffee table and began to clean up the shards on the floor.

master? It’s not the time to

glared at Margo, who immediately shut up. Leah sighed and said, “I’ve been with Christopher for 24 years. Do you know what he thinks of me? Do you know

replied, “Madam, that’s nothing. Ms. Penelope is due in less than two months. Once the baby is born,

to the baby in Penelope’s belly, things had gotten this far, if the baby died, all would be for naught.

“Where’s Penelope?”