Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 16

The window was hell down, revealing Sullivan’s noble visage.

Dressed in a classic black and white sult, it looked as if he’d just emerged from some upscale gathering; there was a hint of relaxation about him, making Megan seem all the more disheveled by contrast.

Through the miny night, their gazes met and held in silence.

Megan’s lips quivered from the cold. Her hands clutched at her violin as if it were the last lifeline in her existence. She knew this was the olive branch Sullivan was extending to her

All she had to do was swallow her pride and get into the car She would immediately have a clean blanket and hot shower, wouldn’t need to perform at the mall the next moming, and would wake up in a luxurious and soft large bed, resuming her role as Mrs. Lowry

once more.

But that wasn’t what she wanted!

Megan stood in the rain, quietly locking eyes with him.

As the rain grew heavier, it wet her lashes and blurred their vision of each other.

For about a minute, she on forward in the rain with one hand over her head.

Droplets splashed up, speckling the expensive car body.

She passed by him in the rainy night, their paths diverging.

In the dead of night, the sound of Megan running in the rain knocked on Sullivan’s heart… softly, dully,

her pallid face. He noticed her beautiful fingers bandaged with medical tape, her simple clothes, and the total absence

even so, Megan didn’t bow to him.

The rain continued..

the windshield, the wipers

in silence, both aware of Sullivan’s foul

training center and instead chose to perform with this rather undignified performance company? Does she like

thought this would make

glow

smoked with an

haze of smoke, Sullivan’s voice carried a hint of mockery, “In her heart, what difference

Blanca relaxed slightly.

and turned his voice icy, “Get out

was stunned, “Mr. Lowry,

leather seat, tilting his head back slightly, his pale neck and

can’t you? Bianca, what makes you

punishing her for undermining Megan without his consent. His message was clear

had underestimated Megan’s place in Sullivan’s heart and overestimated her

shaky legs, Bianca stepped out of

heavy, drenching her business

and with gritted teeth,

began to run through the

front was dumbstruck, knowing full well that Blanca was usually haughty, priding herself