Chapter 298
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
Allison cooled her jets and pretended everything was peachy, âMom, whatâs up?â
âNothing much, just saw that the sheets have been changedâ¦â
Allison chuckled, âMom, I did that for you. Those sheets have been there for days. I put on new ones, do you like them? Itâs the new one I got the other dayâ
Grace, watching Allisonâs expression, smiled a bit nervously, âI could have changed them myself. Did you see the watch I put under my pillow?â
Allisonâs eyes widened, âWatch? What watch? I have no clue that you have a watch under your pillow. I didnât notice anything like that when I was changing the sheetsâ¦â She knew Grace was testing her waters. There was no watch under Graceâs pillow, just a diary.
Grace breathed a sigh of relief. Never mind, I must have misplaced it. Iâll go cook.â She turned around, went back to her bedroom, grabbed the diary, held it tightly, then put it back into the drawer and locked it.
On the balcony, Allison watched Graceâs retreating figure, her gaze darkened She didnât want to dwell on it. Her mom was her only family. Yet, her moms behavior was making her feel a bit strange.
Her hands clenched tightly around the railing.
That night, In the private room of Red Jack Club 618.
Nicholas sat with legs crossed. A drink was passed over to him, and he waved it off, I canât drink anymore, you guys carry on.â
âWhatâs with you, Nick? Youâre already tapped out?â
Nicholas was unfazed by the teasing comments, he waved his hand again, âReally, I canât.â
He closed his eyes, leaning back on the dark red leather couch to rest..
There were about seven or eight people in the private room, three of them were women, but there were no women around Nicholas. His family was strict, he had no interest in such matters, and he also wasnât the type to be interested in the women working in these places.
âWhen is James coming? Didnt he say he was going to join us?â
âHe might be held up, let me check.â He made a call, âHeâll be here soon.â
âAllison, my stomach hurts, can you cover for me?â A girl clutched her stomach, looking at a passing girl and grabbed her arm, âAllison, help me out.â Allison was in the room next to the girl, so covering for her for a bit was no big deal. She nodded, âSure, go ahead.â
The girl immediately bolted for the bathroom Allison stood at the door. She could hear sounds coming from her earpiece. It was the sound from room 618. She knocked and entered, checking the drink order with the server, Vera. Since she was covering, she couldnât leave, so she asked Vera to get the drinks from the cellar while she watched over things Vera nodded and left.
The room was filled with smoke. Allisonâs nose twitched, and she rubbed it. There were about seven or eight people in the room, a bunch of rich young people singing and having fun. There were occasional sounds of kissing and screams. Laser lights in the room were dazzling, creating an atmosphere no different from the dance floor outside, a scene only young people could handle.
âWaitress, come pour the drinks.â
Allison walked over. She picked up a bottle of red wine on the table and started serving.
The wine finished quickly, Allison saw there were still empty glasses in front of her, she apologized, âThe wine and fruit platter will be here soon. Please wait for a secondâ
Usually, customers wouldnât make a big fuss in such situations, a minute or two wouldnât hurt. The young man waved his hand, âAlright, just hurry up.â