The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 503

From then, wherever Allison went, Daisy would follow, unabashed and unapologetic.

Daisy laughed, sipping her coffee. “Do you still remember how we became friends in our sophomore year of high school?”

Allison naturally remembered. “Yeah, that time, you needed to run a 10K, but your period started. Iran for you and ended up attracting a clingy friend.”

Back then, Allison was headstrong and a bit of a loner, and always did things on her own. Daisy became her friend, the only one she had in class. In the blink of an eye, so many years had passed.

Daisy exhaled deeply. “Allison, I’m moving in with the Boswell family tomorrow.”

She’d put it off, but in the end, she’d given in to Mina.

Allison’s pupils shifted slightly.

wore a bitter smile. “I

out, gripping her fingers.

back the sting in her eyes, forcing a smile. “I think I won’t make mistakes in the future, you know? Frances is a good man. I don’t know if I like

a vice. Crushing Daisy and crushing Santos Inc. was like swatting flies for her. Faced with such a choice, no one would

night market on the street where they went to high school. The night market was bustling. When they were in high school, there were many vendors selling a variety of food. It was

night market, a tall building twinkled with luxurious lights, the Red Jack Club: It was another world, where you couldn’t even get in without spending a fortune. Allison

for 25 bucks a plate. I didn’t expect such a popular street

aroma and took it. “Are you treating me to this, Daisy?”

the street

thanks for your generosity, Ms.

school days. Every weekend, Daisy would take Allison here, and always treat her. Allison had a small appetite

happy times would never return. Each of them had

returned to the Powell Estate. After closing the door, she went to the bathroom, took a shower, and when she came out, she saw a missed