Chapter 382
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
The girl said, âMiss, could you give me your PayPal account? Iâll transfer the movie ticket money to you.â
âNo biggie. Donât let your boyfriend wait too long. Allison noticed a guy standing about ten meters away from the girl, dressed in a black hoodie. He seemed the same age as the girl and had that youthful vibe.
The girl thanked her with a smile, then turned and walked towards the guy who was holding two buckets of popcorn. She took one, turned back to Allison and said, âMiss, thanks for treating us to the movie. This popcornâs on me.â
Allison was taken aback but accepted the popcorn.
The girl looped her arm through the guyâs and they walked into the theater. Allison let out a quiet sigh, then grabbed a handful of popcorn and took a bite. It was sweet. She glanced at her phone and noticed the battery was running low.
Allison bought a ticket for a comedy, and she watched the movie alone.
The comedy was really entertaining. Despite being produced by newbies in the film industry, it was well made with a rich and funny plot and even with some touching moments. The only regret was the abrupt ending, but Allison was okay with it. By the time the movie ended, it was around 9:30 in the evening.
She left the theater with her phone dead. If she had known Lucian wouldnât come, she wouldâve gone to work instead of wasting a nightâs wage.
Allison stepped out of the theater, and it started to rain a bit. Before she left in the morning, Grace had warned her about the possible rain and reminded her to bring an umbrella. So she had one now.
She took a cab home. Seeing her return, Grace was surprised, âAllie, why are you back so early?â
Allison said, âI swapped shifts with a friend and went out for a bit.â
âBut why didnât you buy anything? You shouldâve bought some clothes and dressed up.â Grace was knitting a scarf on the couch. Allison changed her clothes and walked over, âMom, havenât you already knitted two?â
âThese two are for your father and brother. Itâs getting cold. Iâm going to send them over.â
âThis oneâs for dad, right? What about Rickyâs? Let me knit his Allison started choosing the yarn from the basket on the table, âHow about a black one for him?â
âGreat. Ricky will love it.â
Allison started knitting the scarf. She had done it before but was a bit rusty Luckily, Grace was there to guide her.
She turned on the TV and chose the latest hit show, Golden Princess, to watch. The lead actress was the famous Traci. The acting. directing, art aesthetics, and script were all flawless. No wonder the show was a hit. The first four episodes had already piqued the viewersâ interest.
As Allison watched the show and knitted the scarf, she had made significant progress, but her knitting wasnât perfect, so the scarf didnât look great. Compared to Graceâs, hers was pretty rough.
âYou missed a stitch here.â Grace remarked with a chuckle.
Allison replied, âBut Iâve already done so much. Even if I missed one, I canât just unravel it all and start over, right? Iâll keep this one for myself. Iâll knit a new one for Ricky tomorrowâ
Thinking about Ricky, Allison had something to tell Grace.
âMom, back then, did Ricky⦠did Ricky really die?â
Grace was knitting a scarf. Upon hearing this question, she paused, âWhy do you suddenly bring this up?â