The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 67

Lucian looked at her with a stern face as she dodged his gaze “I told you last night, you need to head back to Juniper Ridge”

“You’ve got acute gastritis, it’s gonna be dicey if you don’t go to the hospital, Allison said “You helped me out last night, I returned the favor, let’s call it even, Mr. Lindberg”

She was about to get up and scram

He reached out and grabbed her chin. I never noticed you had quite a tongue on you”

Allison gave him a grin. “Well, now you know She said calmly, Mr. Lindberg I’ve got a job to get to. If I’m late, they’ll dock my attendance bonus”

“Are you proud of working at a place like that? His grip on her chin tightened.

Allison winced a bit. Why? I’m making an honest buck. If someone gets sloshed, I call an ambulance to haul them off. I think that’s something to be proud of”

“Aren’t you in school anymore?”

“Are you senous, Mr. Lindberg?” She changed her form of address “Didn’t you already dock me three credits? I can’t graduate on time and have to delay my graduation. So, Ive started working a year early to make some dough.”

Lucian stared at her face, remaining silent for a good while.

The air was still, but his hand on Allison’s chin didn’t let go.

His other hand gently caressed her face, from her forehead to her eyes, then her nose, finally stopping at her lips. With a light touch on her soft lips, his eyes showed no warmth, only indifference Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“Allison,” his tone sent a chill down her spine Jason is my cousin. You’d best not have any improper thoughts. He’s off–limits to you?”

He was warning her

Allison was taken aback.

The last time she went to the Lindberg family’s, she heard he was dating Audrey. It had been a long time since she last saw Jason.

Allison found Lucian’s words strange, but she didn’t dare to ask more.

After all, she wouldn’t have anything to do with the Lindberg family anymore.

That night, when she returned to the Red Jack Club, Sarah called her into her office.

Sarah’s office was at the corner on the third floor.

She was puffing on a slim lady’s cigarette. When she saw Allison, she gestured with her eyes, but Allison shook her head. She didn’t smoke.

“Allison, this is your compensation, Sarah said, pulling an envelope from the drawer. Allison took it, not quite understanding.

She looked at Sarah.

Sarah said, “Red Jack Club runs a tight ship, but some drunk patrons might get frisky, something we can’t control. What happened yesterday was a fluke, it won’t happen again. This is from Samuel, he

said it’s your compensation.”

Allison said, “Thank you.”

Was it the Samuel from last night?

“You don’t need to thank me. If anything like this happens in the future, be smart and come to me. I’ll handle it.

For the following period, Allison worked her tail off every day. It wasn’t too busy. She teamed up with Ashley for a month, then a new waitress named Payton joined.

Payton was also a junior, like Allison, but she was at Pinehurst University. She had fewer classes and her folks were loaded, they were in real estate.

Ashley was a bit envious and asked, “Your family’s loaded. Why are you working here?”