The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison) novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98 

At that moment, his raging lust almost knocked him down. The woman’s gentle figure in front of him constantly teased his already tense mind. 

The man’s eyes suddenly contracted, then he landed a heavy blow on Kamilla’s neck, knocking her out cold. 

Aidan lifted the blanket, covered Kamilla’s body, and left hurriedly while struggling to keep his chaotic thoughts in check. 

Meanwhile, in the banquet hall downstairs. 

“Ah-” 

A gasp of surprise. Allison swiftly caught a woman who was about to fall. Unfortunately, although the woman didn’t fall, the champagne in her hand spilt on Allison. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” Nanette Willett immediately put down her glass, apologizing to Allison with a guilt–stricken face. 

Allison smiled slightly, saying. “It’s okay” 

“But you’re all wet…” Nanette frowned in distress, murmuring. “It’s all because of these damn high heels, otherwise I wouldn’t have fallen.” 

Suddenly, she seemed to have an idea, pulled out her cell phone while talking. “I have a spare dress in my car, wait for me to have my driver bring it over.” 

“You don’t need to go through all that trouble…” 

“It’s no big deal.” Nanette quickly instructed her driver, then turned to Allison with a beaming smile. “You’re that doctor’s girlfriend, right? I heard it just now. Your boyfriend is quite a looker.” 

Allison’s face turned red, “He’s not my boyfriend.” 

“Oh? He’s not?” Nanette frowned, but didn’t pry further into other’s personal matters. 

She extended her hand to Allison, “Nice to meet you, I’m Nanette.” 

Allison was somewhat surprised. Penelope’s comment about her being “the Flanagan family’s servant” had made all the other wealthy ladies avoid her. This was the first person who had initiated a conversation with her. 

Before Allison could respond, Nanette had already started the conversation, ‘Thank you so much for catching me earlier. I 

would’ve made a fool of myself if it wasn’t for you.” She then stuck out her tongue playfully. 

Allison was amused by Nanette’s cute demeanor, thinking she was different from other high society ladies. 

After a little chat, the driver from the Willett family had delivered the dress. 

Nanette took Allison’s hand and said, “I have a rest room on the third floor, I’ll accompany you.” 

“Okay.” 

Just as they were about to get on the elevator, Nanette’s cell phone rang. After hearing what the caller had to say, she apologized, “Allison, I’m sorry, something came up…” 

“It’s okay, you go ahead. Just give me your address, I’ll return the dress to you after it’s cleaned.”