Chapter 306
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
âWhatâs your momâs take on this?â
Tears welled up in Daisyâs eyes, âMy mom canât stand up to my dad either. Allison, Iâve called you so many times. Iâm on the verge of a breakdown today.â
âSorry, sorry, Daisy, I was busy last night.â
âI donât want to marry someone I donât know, especially someone whoâs been disfigured. I heard that guy has mood swings. If I have to spend my life with such a person, Iâd rather dieâ¦â
âDaisy! Calm down, Iâll come to see you tomorrow. Maybe your dad was just being impulsive. You can try to persuade him. Youâre his only daughterâ¦
âAllison, you donât understand. We really canât say no to the Boswell family.â
The next morning at 11, Allison met Daisy at a restaurant.
Daisy looked like she hadnât slept at all, her eyes were red, and she seemed lifeless.
âI only found out yesterday that my family has a marriage pact with the Boswell family, which was arranged by the previous generation. The Boswell family has two sons, but I have to marry Frances.
You know his situation, his face was disfigured in a fire more than a decade ago, and all his organs are failing. Heâs on the brink of death. The Boswell family suddenly approached us to fulfill the pact. Itâs insane.â
âDaisyâ Allison took her hand.
Daisy choked up, Iâm only 21, why should I give the rest of my life to a stranger whoâs ugly and dying.â
She sighed, The Boswell family is powerful, and we canât refuse. My dad built a company. Itâs doing okay, but itâs nothing compared to the Boswell family. My dad said, if I refuse to get married, they would hurt our company.â
Allison didnât know how to comfort Daisy. After all, the arranged marriage was inevitable. She spent the afternoon with Daisy, then went to the arcade and watched two movies.
Daisy seemed a bit better. She accepted the reality. There was no escape.
âIâve thought about it, heâs so sick, and he may die in a few years, then Iâll still be young, and the Boswell family will give me a fortune. Thatâs not too bad.â
Allison burst into laughter, Daisy looked at her, âWell, Iâve come to terms with it. Go with the flow, what else can I do.â
Allison felt relieved, âIf you can think like this, itâs good.â
At three in the afternoon.
The Lindberg Corporation building.
Lucian was in a meeting. Suddenly, Shawn rushed in and whispered something in Lucianâs ear, his expression changing instantly. He left everything and walked out, leaving the people in the meeting room looking at each other, wondering what had happened.
The car sped through the streets, and he arrived at a private hospital in the city center as quickly as possible. He came out of the elevator and went straight to the door of a ward. He stopped at the door, took a few seconds, then pushed the door open and walked in.
Doctors and nurses were present, all gathered around a bed. When the doctor saw Lucian, he said, âMr. Lindberg, just now, Ms. Craneâs fingers movedâ Lucian looked at the girl lying on the bed. She was extremely thin, her face without makeup looking sickly. She was deeply sunk into the bed, with machines maintaining her breathing and life, and numerous tubes inserted into her body to keep her vital signs.
âYouâre seriousâ¦â
The doctor nodded, âYes, I saw Ms. Craneâs fingers move with my own eyes. Itâs a medical miracle.