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,

He noticed her beautiful fingers bandaged with medical tape, her simple clothes, and the total absence of any

so, Megan didn’t bow to him.

The rain continued..

of the windshield,

and Bianca sat in

at that training

would make her come back home sooner! Mr. Lowry,

a crimson glow lit up

an

thin haze of smoke, Sullivan’s voice carried a hint of mockery, “In her heart, what difference does it make whether you

Blanca relaxed slightly.

Sullivan snuffed out his cigarette and turned his voice icy, “Get out

was stunned, “Mr. Lowry, it’s raining outside.”

slightly, his pale neck and strong Adam’s apple visible in the dark

you? Bianca, what makes you think you’re more delicate

consent. His message was clear either get out and

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

shaky legs, Bianca stepped

heavy, drenching

drenched, and with gritted teeth, she took

to run through

knowing full well that Blanca was usually haughty, priding herself on being Mr. Lowry’s junior, she