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,

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

didn’t

The rain continued..

of the windshield, the wipers swayed tirelessly.

the car, the driver and Bianca sat in silence,

pause. Sullivan finally spoke softly, “Blanca, can you explain why Megan isn’t working at that training center and instead chose to perform with this rather undignified

she spoke in a low voice, “I thought this would make her come back home sooner! Mr. Lowry, I can explain to her that this wasn’t your

light, a crimson glow lit up between Sullivan’s fingers.

smoked with an air of distinction

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

Blanca relaxed slightly.

out his cigarette and turned his voice

Lowry, it’s

his head back slightly,

out there, why can’t you? Bianca, what makes you think you’re more delicate than Megan?”

way of punishing her for undermining Megan without his consent. His message was clear either get out and run or get

Megan’s place in Sullivan’s heart

legs, Bianca stepped

rain was heavy, drenching her

head and face were drenched, and with gritted teeth, she took

began to run through the

driver in front was dumbstruck, knowing full well that Blanca was usually haughty, priding herself on being