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

me Begonia when you were a child… remember those summer nights? You loved sleeping in the tent, and my mom would always bring you snow cones. She’s missed

a long

of the carefree days when she was the cherished little princess of the Quigley

had changed.

silently. Then, reaching into his pocket, he produced a bank card, “There’s two million in this account, and the PIN is your birthday. It should cover your father’s

can earn money myself, really

in several medical plasters, far from their once delicate softness

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

some ointment and began to treat her

without a sense

up at Begonia

tender and

hours before she

time it ended,

her violin, she walked alone on the deserted streets, wrapping her arms around herself

dimmed in the

supporting the night’s splendor–Borough City’s business tycoon Sullivan had flown to Harmony City to

a wheelchair, was cornered

he must be irritated at being caught on

Following

She smiled sweetly at the camera, “I had