Chapter 197
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
Inside the car, the two of them fell into silence. It was quiet.
The car eventually pulled up at the gate of the Flanagan familyâs villa Allison got out, and the man watched her figure gradually disappear through the car window. The driver didnât dare to start the car, unable to fathom Mr. Lindberghâs thoughts. Mr. Lindbergh always said he didnât like Ms. Zimmer, but The driver didnât dare to speculate further Lucian withdrew his gaze.
âDrive,â he said casually âYes, sir.â
âMr. Lindbergh, are we heading back to the Lindbergh family mansion or to Magnolia Gardens?â
âMagnolia Gardensâ
They came to a red light, and the car stopped. Lucianâs phone rang. He glanced at it and saw that it was Jason calling.
He answered, âHello?â
âBro, did you drop Allison off?â Before Lucian could respond, he heard Jason mumble, âI tried calling her, but she didnât answer.â
Lucians voice was firm: âDo you have a thing for Allison?â
âBro, is it really that obvious? The first time I met Allison was in my sophomore year; she was a freshman just starting school. I thought she was different from everyone else from the getâgo. So many girls chase after me, envy my status, and want to get something out of me. But Allison is different. I chased after her, and she didnât even give me the time of dayâ
Lucian frowned slightly. This was not what he had gathered from his research.
*Jason, are you sure about this Allison youâre seeing?â He was worried that Jason was being played.
Allison was not as innocent as she appeared.
If she truly was, why would she go out of her way to get close to him, attract his attention, or even resort to underhanded tactics like drugging him and sleeping with him?
What Lucian loathed most was this kind of behavior. Thinking about it made his eyes narrow harshly.
âJason, does mom know about this?â
âYou know how mom is; she wants me to marry some highâborn lady, so of course she doesnât approve of me being with Allison.â
Lucian replied, âHer judgement is usually on point âSo you think the same?â
âJason, youâre young and inexperienced. This Allison is not as simple as you think.â
âBro. I know Allisonâ
âKnow? How much do you know about a maid from the Flanagan family? Do you know what her family background is like?â
Jason was left speechless âJason, Allison, a woman with such cunning, is not for youâ
There was a pause, then Jason said, âLucian, I know you mean well, but I really like Allison.â
Lucian hadnât expected this. Allison had really ensnared his brother.
After a hot shower, Allison climbed into bed. Before drifting off to sleep, she checked her phone and saw a text from Jason.
âTomorrow at 9 am, Iâll come get you.â
The holiday resort, situated on the shore of Northfield, overlooked a beautiful deep blue ocean and soft sandy beach.
Staying for one night, even in the most basic room, would set you back over a grand.
From here, one could see the most beautiful seascapes.
And a halfâhour ferry ride away was Pearl Island, developed by Lindbergh Corporation.
Because of this, the hotel became even more valuable and was bought by Lindbergh Corporation. The entire beach, port, and island were monopolized by Lindbergh Corporation It would be another week before the place officially opened to tourists.
This time, Lucian invited several dozen upâandâcoming businessmen and friends from within the circle, all bigwigs, as well as some media and entertainment personalities, to take a vacation and get a taste of Pearl Islandâs scenery ahead of time.