All Chapters of The Billionaire's Housemaid: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Chapter 148 Abnormality Originally, Rowan thought that what happened today was over. Not only her, but even David thought so. So the next day, when Richard rushed into the office, opened the mobile link in front of him, and clicked on today's hot search posts for him to see, he was stunned for a second before he realized what he had seen. What. The post opened Richard was a bit sensational starting from the title. "The wife of the president of the Oregon Group of company stole on the street. The habits of rich people are really unique." Below are some photos of Rowan talking to the security guard in the mall yesterday and going to the duty room with the security guard. The more he looked, the deeper his frown deepened. "Who issued this?" He raised his head and asked Richard. Richard was already roaring in his heart. He wanted to catch all those who dared to touch the tiger's beards and beat them up. Don’t you know that your temporary happiness will put someone else in the worl

Rowan hesitated to confront David directly about his sudden display of affection, unsure if her assumptions were correct. She meticulously typed and erased sentences, struggling to find the right words, and remained in a state of indecision for an extended period without managing to send even a single message. In this uncertain moment, her phone unexpectedly rang, displaying the improbable caller ID: "Mom." Rowan blinked, needing a moment to confirm that she had read it correctly. It was indeed her mother calling. Without further thought, she pressed the answer button. "Hello?" "Rowan, it's me!" Her mother's voice sounded slightly anxious through the phone. "Your cousin showed me several news articles about you this morning, claiming you were caught stealing something yesterday. How did you respond? What's going on?" Rowan explained calmly, "I didn't steal anything; I merely cooperated with their investigation. I returned home yesterday afternoon." When her mother heard the news,

Rowan settled into a comfortable seat by the expansive floor-to-ceiling window, silently observing the ebb and flow of people on the bustling street outside. The store exuded an air of simplicity and cleanliness, with each table adorned by a small cluster of daisies in full bloom. Conversations were hushed, and the soothing, soft music playing in the background gently caressed the ears, creating an atmosphere of relaxation that seemed just perfect.Despite it being Rowan's inaugural visit to this place, she found herself surprisingly at ease amidst this tranquil environment. Her nerves had no room to flutter.A gracious waiter approached, offering to replenish her glass of water. Rowan responded with a polite smile and a heartfelt "thank you."As she looked up, her eyes locked onto a familiar figure who was following closely behind the waiter.For a brief moment, his deep, penetrating gaze hung in the air, fixated on Rowan, before quickly darting away.Rowan's discerning eyes didn't c

Rowan sheepishly set down the cookie and chuckled twice."The little cake is just too adorable, I couldn't resist," she admitted.Jessica lovingly tucked the quilt around Rowan and asked in a hushed tone, "I heard James mention that you two first crossed paths because of cookies.""Yes!" Rowan confirmed.Rowan finally managed to sneak the cookie away, stepped into the house, and gently closed the door. Initially, she had intended to assist Jessica with some tasks, but upon scanning the room, it seemed there was nothing needing her help. Consequently, she opted to sit on the edge of the bed and engage in a hushed conversation with her friend."At the outset, my love for cookies was so intense that I shamelessly tagged along with him every day when he walked his dog."Jessica wore a warm smile as she listened, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She had the distinct impression of indulging a child proudly sharing their accomplishments. Something was endearing about Rowan's unwarranted se

The atmosphere between Rowan and James was becoming increasingly ambiguous. Rowan turned her face away, avoiding eye contact with James, fearing she might see the expectation in his eyes, something she wasn't ready to face.James, being as considerate as ever, didn't press her for an answer. Instead, he smiled good-naturedly and said, "Go to bed early. You have to get up early for work tomorrow morning."Rowan practically leaped up from her seat as if she had been granted a reprieve. "Okay!"James escorted her to the guest room, a reasonably spacious room conveniently located next to his own bedroom. Rowan glanced around and noticed, as he had mentioned, that the bed was neatly made, and everything she might need had been thoughtfully prepared.This small act of consideration warmed her heart. She didn't know how a grown man like James could be so meticulous in just a few minutes. She softly thanked him.James had never entered the room from the beginning. He stood with his arms cross