The Billionaire’s Maid Bride ( Flanagan & Allison Zimmer ) novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259 

For next week’s family feast, Penelope was supposed to wear this necklace, and she was sweating bullets about getting caught by others. So, she went to Allison’s former pad, only to find it deserted with almost all belongings gone. 

Just in time, Margo found out about Allison’s current crib 

“Ms. Flanagan, Allison’s shacked up at the Blue Mountain Estate now.” 

“Blue Mountain Estate?” After a quick Google, Penelope found out it was a mid-range apartment complex. She couldn’t believe Allison could afford such a place. 

Margo chimed in, “Maybe Mr. Brummett’s helping her out. She’s got him wrapped around her finger, and she’s trying to do the same with Mr. Lindberg. She’s playing Mr. Brummett while stirring up trouble between you and Mr. Lindberg” 

Pursing her lips, Penelope called for Linda. 

Two minutes later, in the bedroom 

With her head bowed, Linda muttered, “Ms. Flanagan, I don’t know squat.” 

“In the Flanagan family, you and Allison are thick as thieves. I haven’t even asked yet, and you’re claiming ignorance? Did you ever hear Allison mention anything about the necklace?” 

“The necklace.” Linda mused, “Nope” 

“Are you sure? Think hard, Linda.” Seeing Linda’s puzzled face, Penelope handed her a pen and a stack of paper from her purse, “Really sure you’ve never heard of it?” 

“Well, I might have seen on agate necklace when I borrowed her laptop at her place once 

“Agate?” Penelope asked anxiously, “What was it like? Give me the deets!” 

“Just a basic agate necklace” 

Seeing that she couldn’t squeeze any more info, Penelope dismissed Linda. But as Linda was about to step out, Penelope stopped her, handing her a brand-new Chanel bag from the couch. Linda was taken aback. 

She was a maid and had never experienced such luxury 

Penelope chuckled, ‘Linda, you’re a servant of the Flanagan family, consider this bag a gift” 

Linda stuttered, waving her hands about, but the greed in her eyes gave her away. “This L 

Margo stepped in, “Take it, Linda. It’s a gift from Ms. Flanagan. Just remember to tell the truth if she asks you anything in the future.” 

Linda got the message, clutching the bag, her heart racing. As she held the luxury bag, she couldn’t help but marvel at its quality. It was her first time owning something so lavish. 

“Ms. Flanagan, actually… 

Biting her lip, Linda didn’t want to rat out Allison, but money talked and everything else walked. Plus, she had always been a little green-eyed monster where Allison was concerned. 

“Ms. Flanagan, I once saw Allison and Mr. Lindberg on the balcony. The door was closed, and I didn’t know what they were doing. When Allison came out, her face was flushed, and Mr. Lindberg’s lip was busted.” 

That said it all, and Penelope’s face turned pale.