The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200 

Upon hearing this, Penelope’s face immediately soured She was clearly not pleased 

Allison! 

She had never liked Allison since they were kids, mainly because they looked so alike. At a glance, people might even mistake them for twinst 

After high school, she had some minor cosmetic surgeries, including cheekbone reduction, a nose lift, and double eyelid surgery She thought she was getting more and more beautiful, but standing next to Allison, people unfamiliar with them would still think Allison was prettier, even saying Allison had better skin! 

While studying with Allison, people would often ask if they were sisters and why they looked so alike. Moreover, many people said Allison was prettier How could she possibly resemble a maid? And someone even said a maid was prettier than her! It was downright insulting! 

When she was young, she found out that the maids at home were saying behind her back that she and Allison looked alike, even claiming that Allison was prettier She quickly fired these maids! 

Every time Allison was mentioned, Penelope felt extremely annoyed! 

Lucian squinted slightly as he looked at the cards in his hand 

Hearing this again, she felt as if she had swallowed a fly 

The woman was wearing a long blue dress. As the sea breeze blew, her skirt fluttered, revealing a pair of slender, fair legs. She had light makeup on, and her long hair naturally fell on her shoulders, making her look even more gentle. 

She slowly walked towards the long table. There were only two empty seats, one was probably Jason’s, and the other was possibly saved for her by Jason. She pulled out the chair and sat down. 

It seemed like everyone only then came to their senses. This was Allison, the maid of the Flanagan family. 

Everyone glanced at Allison, then at Penelope. 

Allison and Penelope indeed looked alike, but unlike Penelope, who was wearing an expensive Dior spring dress, Allison was wearing a simple blue dress, yet she carried herself with more grace 

Penelope gritted her teeth, clutching the cards in her hand so tightly that they began to warp, not realizing her face was twisted into an ugly scowl. 

Lucian, sitting next to Penelope, saw her expression clearly. She had lost all her usual grace. 

“Allison, this card is for you,” Nathalie said, pushing the card towards Allison. 

She cast a glance at the deck. She had marked these cards. She played this game often, and one pair of Ace of Hearts had slightly worn corners. She recognized it instantly, the last card on the table was a Heart, and the other one was likely in Terry’s hand. 

Terry was muscular but a bit greasy