Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 14

Megan was pretty and played the violin well,

The manager paid her $300 a gig, and on busy days, Megan had to run to three or four venues. She played at least six hours a day. leaving her slender fingers calloused and blistered.

Despite the grueling schedule and all the running around, Megan never once regretted it.

She hadn’t called Sullivan, and neither had he. Though occasionally, she’d catch a glimpse of him in the news, attending galas and acquiring businesses.

In every snapshot, Sullivan was the epitome of poise and nobility.

In the past, Megan sometimes accompanied him at these occasions, watching his vibrant spirit with a quiet flutter in her heart.

But now, those scenes felt distant and alien to her..

Evening, on the hospital’s rooftop.

Megan sat in silence, a cold Coke she’d picked up from the convenience store beside her–a rare indulgence she would have once shunned for its unhealthiness

It was then that Dr. Begonia approached, who was as tall as ever in his surgeon’s white coat.

He stood by Megan, silently watching the sunset with her.

As the last glimmer of sunlight vanished, Megan tumed, saw Begonia, and stood up hurriedly, somewhat awkwardly, “Dr. Begonia.”

His gaze met hers with a gentle reminiscence.

Megan felt uneasy

when you were a child… remember those summer nights? You loved

a long time, finally

bittemess. It reminded her of the carefree days when she was the cherished little princess

everything had changed.

her silently. Then, reaching into his pocket, he produced a bank card, “There’s two million in this account, and the PIN

refused, ” can earn

covered in several medical plasters, far

slightly. “Megan, you don’t have to make it so

out some ointment and began to

slender fingers and spoke softly, “I used to live under the protection of others without a sense of self. Yes, I have

looked up

as tender

two hours before she rushed off to a bar’s

the time it ended, it was nearly midnight/

her arms around herself to ward off the chilly night air

in

City’s business tycoon Sullivan had flown to Harmony

wheelchair, was cornered by reporters in an elevator. Sullivan looked impatient beside

must be irritated at being

Following

camera, “I had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I hope