Chapter 165


    “Head to the kitchen and whip up a lunch for two. Pack it up. I’m heading out, Penelope ordered.


    Lately, Lucian Lindberg contacted her less frequently, and even when she initiated contact, he imed


    to be too busy with work. Penelope was anxious because the child in her belly didn’t belong to the


    Lindberg family. She knew she had to take action quickly!


    Allison frowned. Cooking took time, and she needed to hightail it to the hospital.


    “Ms. nagan, why don’t you have Lacey or Linda rustle up the lunch? They’re whizzing in the


    kitchen”


    But Penelope didn’t like seeing Allison twiddling her thumbs. “I asked you to do it! You’re eating and


    living under my roof, yet you’re not lifting a finger. What’s the use of you?”


    Margo strutted in and quickly said to Penelope, “Miss, you’re pregnant. Don’t get your knickers in a


    twist. Allison, how dare you backtalk? Get a move on!” Allison bit her lip, swallowed her emotions, and


    entered the kitchen.


    She washed her hands, opened the fridge, and prepped the ingredients.


    For lunch for two, she nned to make two tes of pasta with meat sauce, a roasted chicken, a


    seafood tter, and two servings of porcini mushroom


    soup.


    It looks like she wouldn’t be able to make it to Mercy Grove Hospital this morning.


    After she finished the dishes, Allison put them into a thermal box. While the soup simmered, she shot a


    text to Adrian.


    “Mercy Grove Hospital is hiring part–timers. I’m thinking of heading there this afternoon.”


    Adrian quickly replied, “I’m already at Mercy Grove. The security on the sixth floor is tight. Miss, we’ll


    talk more when you get here.”


    Just as Allison was about to reply. Margo’s scolding echoed from the kitchen door, “I knew you’d ck


    off!”


    Without arguing, Allison pocketed her phone and got back to work.


    Margo leaned against the door frame, raised an eyebrow, and smirked. “How are things with Randal?”


    Margo had been calling him these past few days, only to be met with his exasperated attitude. When


    she asked about his rtionship with Allison, Randal straight up hung up on her. She was sure Allison


    had done something!


    Allison was taken aback. Was she clueless about Randal being beaten to a pulp?


    However, if she found out, she’d definitely kick up a fuss.


    “Why are you asking me instead of him? Aren’t you his aunt?”


    Margo walked in and said, “Randal is more than a match for you in every way! Look at yourself, still so


    picky! You should thank your lucky stars that Randal is chasing after you”


    “Why don’t you give him a call then? How would I know?”


    Margo immediately whipped out her phone and dialed Randal.


    He was still in the hospital, with his leg and arm in casts and his head bandaged. He was in so much


    pain that he was breathing heavily. Two people were


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    with him.


    “Margo, why are you calling me again?”


    He was beyond fed up with Margo. That Allison was real work, with some big shot backing her. Now,


    he and his buddies had been beaten ck and blue. If he hurt Allison again, his life might be in


    danger.


    At that moment, it seemed like his life was about to end.