Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 11

Two days later, Megan sold the house.

The mansion, valued at 50 million, was pressed down to 24 million by the buyer, which had Cora cursing them out for their greed.

But Megan just gritted her teeth nad said, “Sell H

Her brother couldn’t wait inside, and aside from attomey fees, the Quigley family had a massive debt to be cleared. Under such pressure, Megan mally had no choice.

After selling the house, she managed to see his brother Wyatt.

Wyatt, always so handsome and distinguished, used to have all the daughters of prestigious families chasing after him. But now, he looked somewhat haggard as he spoke to Megan through the pane of glass.

“Find a lawyer named Alton. Megan, he can help me, and he can help you.”

Megan wanted to ask for more details, but time was up, and Wyatt was being taken away.

He looked at his sister, his eyes brimming with a hard–to–leave sentiment. Megan, the darling of the Quigley family since she was little, was now running around for the family.

Wyatt had read the papers. He knew exactly Megan’s situation.

As he was led away, Megan stood up, gripping the bars tightly until her knuckles turned white, “Bro..”

Wyatt mouthed two words silently-

“Take care.”

Megan watched him being taken away, and after a long while, she slowly sat down.

Alton?

to

training center. The caller addressed her with the utmost respect as Mrs. Lowry, informing her that

hung up quietly after the call. She guessed this was Sullivan’s doing–he was forcing her to go back to him.

grown fond of her over time. He merely needed a wife to

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Megan, was

Her phone rang

she saw an

end was Sullivan. His voice was as cold and refined as ever, “Megan, let’s

At noon.

sunshine of September couldn’t w

warm Megan’s body.

an hour later, Megan stepped

and escorted her all the way to the top floor to the CEO’s office.

the door was opened, Sullivan

floor–to–ceiling windows, bathing him, emphasizing his striking good looks. Even Bianca took

Lowry has arrived.”

looked up, his gaze sweeping over

and beautiful, but with an added touch of weariness.

for a

as cold as iron. He gestured to Bianca with a slight lift

And close the door

his mocking tone broke the silence, it’s been a week, and finally, Mrs. Lowry graces us with her presence! Why don’t you take a seat? You used to love baking muffins, finding any excuse to bring them here. Forgotten.

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