The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

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Chapter 173

As Allison walked by the second floor, the banquet hall doors swung open and out came a crowd News

reporters were pouring out like a tidal wave, scattering in all directions. It looked like some big shot was

being entertained there, perhaps a significant business partnership meeting Allison had to stop in her

tracks, the crowd was thick with news reporters.

Then, a man in a suit slowly emerged from the crowd

This man was handsome. He seemed to be the center of everyone’s attention.

Reporters were packed like sardines at the entrance of the hall. They were all hungry for the latest

scoop

“Mr Lindberg, we heard you’re back in town to kick start the Project of Pearl Island for Lindberg

Corporation. Any idea when it’ll go public?”

“Mr. Lindberg, you’ve turned down Mr. Oscar twice before. Why did you decide to collaborate with him

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now?”

“Mr. Lindberg”

A female reporter got shoved out of the crowd, clutching her mic and camera, clearly ticked off about

missing out on the juicy details.

Suddenly her eyes landed on a young woman standing at the top of the staircase. Using her sharp

reporter instincts and impressive memory, she quickly pointed her camera at her “Ms. Flanagan, we

heard you’re three months pregnant. Do you know when your wedding with Mr. Lindberg will take

place?”

Suddenly, the whole scene went dead silent for two seconds.

Then, like sharks smelling blood, the other reporters rapidly swarmed Allison. “Ms. Flanagan, were you

waiting here for Mr. Lindberg? You two must be madly in love”

“Ms Flanagan, your engagement party with Mr. Lindberg was quite the spectacle. Your wedding is

bound to be even grander, right?”

Allison was taken aback. She was just passing by, and yet she had been mistaken for Penelope by a

horde of reporters…

At that moment, all she could see were cameras and microphones.

Flashes sparkling.

Allison was wearing a Chanel suit, with makeup on and sunglasses. She looked every bit the heiress, a

far cry from the usual Allison,

She quickly composed herself and looked at Lucian.

He steadily approached her, the reporters quickly parting to make way. Lucian reached Allison, taking

her fingers into his, and commented to the reporter, “About the wedding. I will respect her wishes.”

Allison quickly caught on and smiled calmly at the crowd as Lucian made another comment to the

reporters, “We want to enjoy our relationship for a bit longer, there’s no rush to get married. But rest

assured, when the wedding happens, we will definitely invite all media outlets.”

Their hands were tightly clasped as they stood before the cameras.

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“Mr. Lindberg and Ms. Flanagan are so in love.”

“Wishing Mr. Lindberg and Ms Flanagan all the best…”

Allison kept her cool, but inside she was a bundle of nerves as she followed Lucian off the cruise ship.

She hadn’t anticipated such a misunderstanding Lucian’s Bentley was parked not far away. Allison

hesitated, quickly sent a message to Cliff, then hurried over and got into the car.

The atmosphere in the car was cold and stern.

Lucian was working on his laptop on a small table in front of him while the car moved smoothly. Ten

minutes later, he massaged his forehead and said, “What are you doing here?”

Allison’s heart skipped a beat.

She tightly clasped her hands.

She wasn’t sure if the ‘you‘ he referred to was Penelope or herself.

Did he figure it out?

He couldn’t have

But why did his tone sound so cold?

“I came with a friend to attend Jewel’s birthday party on the third floor. My friend knows Jewel, and

since I had some free time today, I decided to tag along”

Lucian asked, “Who’s Jewell?”

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