Chapter 483
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
There were only a few servants in the house, so it wasnât hard to sniff them out. But no one fessed up.
Margo warned them a few times, satisfying her ego with a bit of power tripping, then she left.
Linda retreated to the kitchen, her back slick with cold sweat. Because she was the one who had spilled the beans to Christopher. She had the driverâs number, so she had called him, and the driver had passed the message to Christopher.
Linda wasnât sure if she was right or wrong in doing so. She owed Allison a favor, and she had to pay it back. It was her own weakness that had led her to give Allisonâs address to Penelope. She had been with Allison for a long time and knew well that Allison despised liars and deceivers.
The company arranged a new living/place for Allison. All the companyâs artists lived in the same neighborhood, which had a top-notch security system that effectively kept away nosy reporters and crazed fans. Allison was planning to move in these two days. She called Daisy and broke the news to her. âHas your friend returned to her country? Iâm moving, and I really want to thank your friend. Can I treat her to a meal?â
Daisy was startled for a moment before remembering that the house her âfriendâ lived in was actually bought by Jason. In order to get Allison to move in, she had said it belonged to a friend living overseasâ. âShe hasnât gone back yet, so the house is empty. Youâre moving? Where to?â
âThe company arranged it, Powell Estate.â
âThatâs a nice neighborhood with a great location. A lot of celebrities live there.â
âIâm moving in the next few days. Iâll return the keys to you.â
Daisy quickly changed her clothes. âIâll be right over.â
Allison was tidying her wardrobe. She held her phone with her neck and said, âWhatâs the rush?â
âIâm bored at home. Iâll come over, and I can help you move.â
Soon after, Daisy drove to Blue Mountain Estate. Allison was still organizing her wardrobe when Daisy walked in and exclaimed, âWow, did Lucian Lindberg give you all these? How fancy!â
The wardrobe was filled with clothes and bags given by Lucian, all luxury brands and limited editions.
âAllison, this denim bag is limited edition worldwide. I have a friend who couldnât even buy it. Mr.
Lindberg is really impressive to have gotten it so easily.â
Allison raised her head and took a glance. She had never used this bag before. Daisy helped Allison tidy up her bedroom.
Allisonâs most prized possessions were her books on the bookshelf. She went over and carefully placed each book into a box. Soon a vehicle would come to transport these items.
While helping Allison pack, Daisy asked, âWhereâs Ms. Grace?
Allison paused her actions. Daisy didnât know about her background, and naturally didnât know about Grace being in the hospital. Allison pursed her lips and said, âSheâs in the hospital.â
Daisy asked immediately, âWhat happened to Ms. Grace? Is she feeling unwell?â
âItâs just an emotional disorder. Sheâll be okay after a few days in the hospital. Sheâll be discharged the day after tomorrow.â
Daisy suggested, âIâll accompany you to visit Ms. Grace this afternoon. Youâre moving to Powell Estate.
Will Ms. Grace live there too? I assume your agency is pretty strict about this, and artists probably canât live with their families.â
That was how tight the management of large agencies was.
Allison hadnât considered this before, but upon hearing Daisyâs words, she started thinking. She called Patty. Three minutes later, she hung up. As Daisy had said, artists couldnât live with their families.
However, Patty said she could make additional arrangements for her. But after thinking for a while, Allison declined.
She couldnât be completely selfless. After knowing the truth, she couldnât live with Grace like before.
However, to abandon Grace and let her fend for herself was also something she couldnât bring herself to do.