The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison)
Chapter 351

Chapter 351

Allison sauntered at a snail's pace, and Nicholas effortlessly caught up with her with a gentle tap on the gas. He honked his horn, "Hey, remember that question you asked me? I asked my mom about it. Don't you want to know the answer? The one about birthmarks"

Allison stopped in her tracks and got into the car. However, instead of the passenger seat, she chose to sit in the back.

Nicholas glanced at her through the rear-view mirror and started the car, "You work nights, so you should be sleeping during the day right?"

Allison glanced at the car's clock, "I got off work early last night and woke up early today Nicholas, don't tell me you want to chat about night shifts and day shifts? What a snooze fest."

Nicholas stepped on the gas, and Allison, who hadn't fastened her seat belt yet, lurched forward, her forehead bumping against the soft leather of the seat in front of her. She rubbed her forehead, muttering, "So immature."

Nicholas chuckled, Where to?"

Allison didn't really know where to go. She had left the house early. Usually, she would be at home at this time, either cleaning or hanging out with Daisy. But Daisy was currently tangled up with the Boswell family and wasn't in the mood for a shopping spree As for Allison, she felt like she had a knot in her chest, and she couldn't loosen it or vent it. She spoke lightly. "Just drop me off at the next intersection" Nicholas raised an eyebrow, sensing that Allison wasn't in a great mood, "Feeling blue?"

Allison didn't respond

He glanced at her through the rear-view mirror She was stunning, her gaze fixed outside the window seemingly deep in thought. Ever since he met Allison, he found her oddly familiar. He admitted that her beauty was captivating, radiant yet pure, bound to catch any man's attention. But it wasn't enough to haunt his dreams.

Nicholas had dreamt of Allison's face several times. It felt strangely familiar. He didn't reject Allison's proximity Instead, the brief time they spent together actually improved his mood.

Was he falling for this little waitress? Nicholas shook his head and chuckled, "No way." His heart didn't race when he saw her, but he enjoyed her company. It was a simple and comfortable feeling. The car stopped.

Allison got out of the car and looked around. They were in Stellar Emporium's underground parking lot, "Why did you bring me here?"

Nicholas got out of the car, "Movies, wanna go?"

"Now?" Allison checked the time, 10:20 in the morning.

Nicholas nodded, "We can have lunch after the movie. What do you say, Ms. Zimmer?"

Allison looked at Nicholas' familiar face, fell silent for a few seconds, but didn't refuse.

Inside the cinema.

Allison bit her lip, somewhat surprised, "A horror film at half past ten in the morning? Nicholas, you've got an interesting taste." Nicholas had no choice. He didn't particularly like horror films, but this was the only one with available seats. The other two films were sold out, and if they waited, they would have to wait for more than an hour.

It was a suspense horror film. Typically, these films were poorly made, with terrible acting and even worse plotlines, forcefully incorporating horror and science elements in the end

Surprisingly, this film wasn't half bad. Allison noticed that the film was co-directed by Gavin. She had seen films and TV shows directed by Gavin. His strength was his shooting technique and control over the plot. He was good at digging into every character's details and characteristics.

There were indeed a few familiar elements in the movie.

Walking out of the cinema, Nicholas looked a bit pale, while Allison felt it was okay. Although there were a few extremely exaggerated horror scenes with special effects and background music, the plot was tightly paced with clear logic and progressive reasoning. Allison rated the film a seven out of ten.

She teased, "No way, Nicholas, don't tell me you're scared"