Chapter 54
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
He swaggered over to the liquor cabinet, grabbed a bottle of booze, poured half a shot, and downed it in one go.
The spicy, potent taste of alcohol lingered in his mouth.
His fist smashed hard against the wall.
He had lost control!
He had fallen for a woman who tried to drug him, tried to possess him, a woman of extreme greed and vanityâ¦.
Allison was already gone as the first light of day began to creep in the next morning.
She hadnât slept a wink.
As she was leaving Magnolia Gardens, Lucian stood at the secondâfloor study window, his gaze fixed on her.
Was she that eager to leave?
Those tricks lose their magic when overused.
Lucian closed the window, and she was just a maid, how could he possibly fall for her?
But his fingers slowly clenched into a fist, as if he could smell that intoxicating cherry blossom scentâ¦
That scent, it was on that maid.
He had smelled it on Penelope too.
But they were clearly not the same personâ¦
After the miscarriage, Allison was left weak. She had to rest at home for several days before she gradually recovered.
But she knew she couldnât fall apart, her mother still needed her.
After her checkâup at the hospital, Allison went to the small garden behind the hospital.
In the past, Allison would walk Grace here almost every day.
She wondered how Grace was doing now.
Leah said the kidney transplant would occur tomorrow, but she wouldnât let Allison see Grace.
Lost in thought, Allison walked along the lakeâs edge when she suddenly noticed a figure about to stumble into the water. She shouted, âWatch out!â
She rushed over and steadied her, âThe lake is right thereâ¦â
âThank youâ¦â The personâs voice was gentle and kind.
Allison froze as if sheâd been electrocuted.
She had run into Miranda.
Miranda clearly didnât recognize her and, somewhat frightened, patted her chest, âSorry, I just had eye surgery recently, and my vision hasnât fully recovered. Iâve been stuck in my room for a long time and wanted some fresh air. I couldâve been in danger if it wasnât for youâ
âAre your eyes getting better?â Allisonâs voice was a bit hoarse.
âMuch better, should be fully recovered in a few days.â Miranda smiled. She held Allisonâs hand, feeling a sense of familiarity.
During her recovery, her hearing became more acute She cautiously asked, âAre you Penelope?â
Allison was on the verge of tears; Miranda remembered her voice after just one meeting But she couldnât admit it.
âIâm Allison; let me walk you back to your room. Itâs not safe for you to be out here alone.â
âAllison.â Miranda repeated the name softly, still somewhat confused. Had she heard wrong? But if it was Penelope, there was no way she wouldnât recognize her She stopped pondering, smiled and said, âThank you, I want to walk a bit more, itâs too stifling in the room. If I go back now, Iâll definitely be stuck thereâ
She spoke mysteriously, for some reason, Allison thought of Lucian.
Indeed, with Lucianâs personality, he would never let his mother do something so risky.
She hesitated momentarily, held Mirandaâs arm, and said, âLet me accompany you Otherwise, itâs too dangerousâ
âThank you!