The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Daisy just blurted out something but on the other end of the line, Allison seemed to fall silent. “Hello, hello, Allie, you still there?”

Allison had cut her finger, and she was staring at the fresh blood on her fingertip. After the sharp and brief pain, she turned on the tap, rinsed her hand under the running water, but all she could think of was what Daisy had said.

That sentence seemed to make sense of her chaotic thoughts. Did Penelope orchestrate this herself?

The people who were able to get their hands on it at the charity gala were pretty much no one else but people from The Lindberg family. Miranda hosted a charity gala every year, always at the same seven–star hotel. The security system was top–notch; the guests were all socialites who had attended the gala before. The chance of an outsider doing this was very low.

Either it was an internal dispute within the Lindberg family, or Penelope was pulling the strings. But if it really was Penelope pulling the strings, why?

Penelope was so looking forward to this baby, she was already nine months pregnant. She and Penelope had grown up together, she knew what kind of person Penelope was. Penelope would never push Miranda away out of kindness.

what reason? There seemed to be only one

her finger, driving away the pain. Allison picked up her

a lot of things, mostly trivial life stuff.

guy next week? Isn’t that a bit

grow, we can’t offend the Boswells. I’ve come to terms with it. I can’t hide, can’t resist, and can’t ruin Santos Inc. just

22 years, living a worry–free life. Now when they needed her, she would not hide. People had to grow

optimistically said, “Everyone says the Boswell family’s son is in poor health, right? I’ll just try to live a healthy and long life. After he passes away, I’ll

family and the Santos family.

“I’m okay. Are you free these days? Let’s go shopping before I

these days.” Allison heard the sound of a car engine outside the door, followed by Lucky’s barking. It must be

the phone and went outside. Lucían got out of the car and went inside, with Lucky excitedly circling around him. The man bent down, with a rare smile in his