The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 490

Daisy was startled. Suddenly, her drowsiness disappeared completely. “What did you say?” She asked with a trembling voice. She stared at the unfamiliar phone number.

A clear male voice came from the other end of the line, seemingly shattering her heart in an instant. “Remember my name, Wilton.” The man said, and then hung up. Daisy sát in a daze, looking at her phone. Was that Wilton? What did he say?

It took a moment to sink in. He said if anything happened to his brother, she would pay with her life. What happened to Frances? Wasn’t he fine last night?

Daisy’s mind was in a whirl. How was this related to her? She got out of bed and quickly got dressed. But it was already past midnight. She couldn’t possibly go to the Boswell family now. Sitting on the edge of the bed, her mind was in turmoil, and she couldn’t fall asleep even into the late hours of the night.

The next morning, Daisy had breakfast and quickly rushed out the door. Rosie called after her, “Where’s the fire?”

Daisy didn’t answer, just grabbed her bag and ran out. She didn’t have a driver’s license, and couldn’t drive. The driver was going to take Mr. Wyatt to the company later, so Daisy hailed a cab.

the Boswell family’s place.

that moment, Frances was still in the hospital. Mina was in the flower room, trimming branches. Ava said, “Mr. Wilton came at dawn and took

she had already guessed. “How

Jade said he’s fine, but needs to stay in the hospital for a few days. But considering Mr. Frances’s physical condition, even the allergic reaction caused by a small amount of mango would be a significant blow to his health.”

withered petals, and placed it in a beautiful vase of water, “How lucky he ended up

her eyes were devoid of joy. “Could you go to the hospital

nodded, “You’re

I

temperature in the flower room was comfortable, but Mina seemed to feel hot. She handed the scissors to a servant, instructing, “Carefully arrange the flowers. These are

servant replied.

terrace to paint. She painted beautifully, as she had been practicing since she was a child. When she was poor and couldn’t afford a teacher, she would secretly learn from tutors and practice with water on the ground.