Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 18

Megan felt it was too intimate. She was about to decline when Begonia took a Tupperware from the passenger seat. “My mom made these homemade meatballs, with your favorite filling. She asked me to drop them off to you”

Megan felt a wave of embarrassment. “She still remembers?”

Begonia smiled wormly and leaned over to open the passenger door. “Get in. It’s on my way”

Megan couldn’t refuse now. She climbed into the cor and buckled up. “Then, thank you for the lift

Begonia held the steering wheel with both hands and glanced at Megan clutching the Tupperware. His gaze was gentle. “If you’re hungry, feel free to eat it. It’s still warm”

Nevertheless, Megan didn’t want to appear too close, and she also feared dirtying his car, so she shook her head. “I’ll eat it at home.”

Begonia didn’t press her and gently pressed on the accelerator. After a short drive, he said cheerfully. “Eating it slowly at home is also good!”

The white BMW slowly pulled away.

From about thirty feet away, Sullivan watched the car disappear, his expression dark enough to drip with gloom. He took out his phone from his jacket and made a call. The response was swift.

Everything was as he suspected.

The hidden owner of the restaurant was none other than Begonia.

Megan used to be just a little girl in his eyes. But years had passed, and she had blossomed into a mature woman, mode enticing by Sullivan’s own tutelage.

Megan fell asleep in the car. When the vehicle stopped, she was

tucked under the silky

all

all the m

more

and gently touched her fair and tender cheek. His voice was husky, “I knew

her eyes and looked around. “We have arrived

her gaze met Begonia’s, she paused, clutching

woman now. She wasn’t slow to

specially delivered homemade meatballs.. it was a stretch to call

her

me anymore.”

gazed at

take care of my family issues. You don’t

adults; they could read

his intentions and rejected them! Probably because

Tupperware in her hands with a light chuckle. “Alright!

to be moved. It’s always a blessing to receive help in times of need, and

in the night breeze, watching the white BMW slowly drive away. Only after

been out for days, and with

darkness

about to use her phone’s light when a strong male arm wrapped around her.