The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison)
Chapter 480

Chapter 480

There were virtually no cars or pedestrians around. The villas and underground garages here seemed like mere decorations. With parking spaces on top, those who lived in this villa complex usually parked their cars there.

Penelope didn't bother hiding her moans. "Pete, Pete go easy."

"Go easy, Penelope, like this?"

Although Penelope was saying "go easy," her body was very cooperative. Not far away, a young woman with a mask on was hiding behind a column. She was holding her phone, secretly recording the whole process..

Allison was sitting in the living room. Linda brought her a cup of coffee.

There was no one around, and Margo was nowhere to be seen. Linda couldn't help but ask, "How's Ms. Grace? I haven't seen her in ages, and I have no idea about her health condition." "She's okay," Allison responded succinctly.

Linda knew. She's betrayed Allison before, and their relationship could never be the same. Linda took the tray to the kitchen, picked up the cleaning tools, and went to the garden. She pruned the flowers, cleaned up the pots, and then saw Margo on the phone beside the flower bed. "Mrs. Flanagan, yes, Allison is here. We don't know where Ms. Flanagan has gone. When will you be back?" Seeing this, Linda immediately put down what she was holding and went back to the living room. "Allison, you should leave now. Margo is calling Mrs. Flanagan. She is out playing cards, and I think she'll be back in a few minutes."

Linda was worried that Leah's return would upset Allison. After all, during her time with the Flanagan family, Leah often bullied Allison. So she specifically came to notify Allison.

Allison took a sip of her coffee. The bitterness and aroma of the black coffee spread deep in her throat. She slowly raised her eyes. "I want to see Mrs. Flanagan." She gripped her coffee cup tightly, taking a deep breath.

Allison didn't know how to describe her feelings at this moment. There was no joy, no resentment or bitterness. She just found it both ridiculous and sad. She even felt that when the truth was revealed, nobody would be happy. Leah learning that she was her biological daughter probably wouldn't feel happy either.

Allison herself wouldn't be happy.

Sure enough, Leah immediately put down her cards upon receiving the call and headed home. In no more than five or six minutes, she walked into the living room. Seeing Allison sitting on the couch, Leah immediately looked as if she'd got a thorn in her eye.

In her eyes, Allison was the most humble maid in the Flanagan family. But now, she was sitting on the couch in a splendid dress, like a dignified guest. Leah, of course, recognized the expensive dress Allison was wearing.

"Margo told me we have a guest. I was wondering who it could be. Turns out it's the most humble maid in our house. What brings you here? Where's your mother?? Allison slowly exhaled. She looked at Leah, her vision suddenly becoming blurry. She rubbed her eyes, but her eye sockets felt swollen and sore. "Mrs. Flanagan." She gritted her teeth before she could say these words, her emotions in turmoil. "I came to see Penelope. I'm wondering how her fracture is healing?"

"My daughter doesn't need your visit."

Leah didn't immediately throw her out. She wanted to continue humiliating Allison a bit more. She looked at the bracelet on Allison's wrist and said, "I knew that with a mother like Grace who has no self-respect there would be a daughter like you who also has no self-respect. Have you found another rich man? He must be as old as Christopher, old enough to be your father. You really gave up your dignity for money." Allison listened to Leah's humiliating words, her face somewhat pale. But there was a hint of a smile on her lips, and a touch of mockery in her eyes. "Mrs. Flanagan, is that what you think of me?"