The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison) novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123 

Allison cocked an eyebrow 

Was he calling for Allison, not Penelope? 

She had no choice but to hail a cab and rush to Red Jack Club 

Room 805. She pushed the door open, her first sight being a pair of long legs. A few steps further, she spotted shattered glass on the carpet. Then, there was Lucian, sprawling on the sofa, one leg hanging lazily off the edge. 

His eyes were closed, seemingly napping 

The room was softly lit, casting a gentle glow on his face His eyes were shut tight, his high nose and handsome features making hearts flutter 

“Mr Lindberg” She called twice, but Lucian made no response. 

She couldn’t figure out why Lucian would summon her. 

“Lucian” 

Wasn’t he suffering from gastrointestinal bleeding? And yet, he dared to get drunk. 

Her gaze fell on the wine bottles littering the coffee table. He’d downed so much booze. 

Suddenly, his lips moved faintly, “Yuliana…” 

She leaned in closer. His hot breath brushed against her ear, the name “Yuliana” coming out in a blur. 

Yuliana? 

Turns out, he wasn’t calling for Allison…. 

She looked at him, knowing she should leave immediately! 

Sarah got it wrong, it wasn’t her he was calling! 

She knew it, how could he possibly call her name? 

“Lucian! Wake up and get out of here” 

She shook his shoulder, her eyes dropping to his lips. His lips were beautiful. Staring at his lips, she felt a warmth creeping up her cheeks. It reminded her of the time he had teased her, biting her lip on purpose, making her wear a mask for a week before she dared to take it off. 

“I’m leaving, you can wait for Yuliana Allison got up, covering him with a blanket, and turned to go. 

However, she had barely taken a few steps when she heard him groan. 

Allison stopped in her tracks. 

She turned around to see Lucian curling up, like a shrimp, his hand pressing his abdomen, seemingly in pain. 

“What’s wrong. Lucian?” 

As Allison approached, she saw his forehead slick with sweat, clearly in pain. The room reeked of alcohol. Allison knew, his stomach problem had flared up. Fine, all for 

double the overtime pay… 

She went out and called a bouncer, and together they helped Lucian down the stairs, to the parking lot. She found his car key in his trouser pocket, unlocked the car, and let the bouncer put him inside. The security guard at Red Jack Club was familiar with her, “Allison, drive carefully.”