The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison)

Chapter 584

As the blinding white light engulfed her vision and the suffocating feeling crept up her nerves, Allison

gasped for air. Fresh oxygen rushed in as she lifted her face. Her breaths were heavy and desperate.

In the mirror, she stared at her reflection — a pitiful, laughable figure.

She wiped her face and hair clean, reapplied her makeup to look as before, and headed back to the

table.

Taking her seat again, Allison seemed to have left the past behind, wearing a faint smile like a mask.

“Lucian, I’ll listen to you,” she said.

Lucian had been worried sick that Allison would be upset or give him the cold shoulder, but seeing her

smile now, he felt a weight lift off his chest. He gently took her hand and kissed it softly. “Allison, I

promise you, I’ll give you a surprise one day, a surprise so grand, it will sweep you off your feet.”

He was planning the wedding of the century for her.

Allison couldn’t muster a genuine smile; her eyes were void of happiness.

It seemed she’s a natural actor. Her lips curved into a smile, and her voice was now sweet as honey.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

That night, they didn’t rush back home. Instead, Lucian led her to the ship’s deck. Just after 9 PM,

suddenly, the sky erupted with brilliant fireworks, which made the night look like day.

Allison was momentarily stunned by the dazzling display. There was a soft glow in her eyes.

“Do you like it?” Lucian whispered closely to her ear.

Her eyes widened in surprise. “You did this?”

“Mhm,” he replied in a voice of joyful satisfaction as he saw the light in her eyes. “Do you think it’s

beautiful?”

She nodded. “It’s beautiful. I love it.”

She did love it. Who wouldn’t admire such a beautiful scene?

But her heart had grown cold. All affection was just a veneer.

To the side, where he couldn’t see, her gaze dropped, devoid of any light, cold and indifferent.

The fireworks blooming had nothing to do with her. She was just a passerby.

Lucian made a call and then came over, covering Allison’s eyes with his hands. “Wait a second.”

Darkness enveloped her vision, and she blinked, unaccustomed to the sudden change. His palm was

warm and dry, faintly scented with tobacco. She reached out, grasping his arm. Her long eyelashes

brushed against his palm, prompting Lucian to look down. “Just a moment, I’ll count down from five.”

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He released his hands. The sight before her was as bright as day. Fireworks twinkled across the night

sky, a vibrant display.

For fifteen minutes, the fireworks raced to bloom in the night sky. After the silence of the night returned,

a fleet of drones formed the image of a young girl in the sky, with the words “Happy Birthday, may you

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“I...” Allison felt a sudden tightness in her chest.