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Chapter 147
Allison had thought that a rich man like Lucian might not know how to appreciate the simple dishes, but
to her surprise, he had emptied his plate in no time.
Allison, on the other hand, was all grace and elegance when eating and took her sweet time Lucian
watched her, suddenly recalling the red woven pendant hanging
in her bedroom.
“Did you make that red pendant in your bedroom?” he asked
“What?” Allison was taken aback. “You’ve been in my room?”
His silence was answer enough.
“You mean the red pendant that was made by my grandmother?” She said, disappointment in her
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“Your grandmother?” Lucian pondered. “Did you live in Cloudville when you were a kid?”
Allison remembered this man asking her the same question before. “My grandmother’s house is in
Cloudville. I lived there when I was a kid. But then there was an earthquake, so I moved back to
Northfield.”
Lucian looked lost. Could this be the same Allison he knew?
The girl from his memones–could it be her?
But how could she have changed so much? Vain, greedy–nothing like the innocent girl she used to be.
Or was it him who got it wrong?
Allison didn’t understand why Lucian seemed like a different person today. Severe in the morning, but
cold and gentle in the evening.
After finishing his meal, Lucian didn’t leave. Instead, he sat on the couch, flipping through a book, while
Allison, worn out from a continuous fever, she dozed off.
Allison’s head naturally slid down, resting on his shoulder.
Lucian looked up.
Sleeping, Allison looked so peaceful, like a deer. He gently brushed her hair away from her face. This
face was somewhat similar to Penelope Flanagan’s.
With his hand covering the top half of her face, he had a strange feeling.
It was the first time Lucian felt something different about a woman.
When Allison woke up, she found herself in bed. Lucian was gone; she had no idea when he had left.
She felt her forehead, the fever was gone
She was about to head to the Flanagan’s to help out when Leah called her into the study.
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“What?” Just a week ago, her mother was perfectly healthy.
Leah showed her a video on her phone. Grace was in a hospital bed, confused, and hooked up to all
sorts of machines.
Allison’s heart sank. Why was this happening?
Hadn’t the worst part of the immune rejection been overcome?
She looked at Leah, a terrible realization dawning on her. “It was you, wasn’t it? You did this!”
“Allison, watch your tone! I paid for her kidney transplant and hired the best doctors to treat her. Now
that she’s having complications, how could you blame me?” Leah retorted.
Margo added, “Yeah, Allison. You’re being really ungrateful Instead of thanking the lady, you’re
accusing her!”
Allison bit her lip hard and kept her voice low. “I want to see my mother. Right
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