Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 24

He was hell–bent on making things tough for Megan, leaning to the side with a smirk, testing the watern, “Hey, Sullivan, look who’s here–Megan!”

Sullivan fiddled with his lighter, not making a peep.

Bennett

was

sure now–Sullivan didn’t care about Megan, so he called out to her on stage, “Hey Megan, over here!”

Megan looked their way. She knew Bennett was up to no good, but Timothy was there, and she had to show him some respect

Approaching. Bennett poured her three glasses of red wine. He spoke with feigned politeness, “Megan, what a surprise to bump into you here! When you married Sullivan, Victoria threw a bit of a tantrum, I’m here to apologize on her behalf today!”

Bennett was a regular socialite–what was drinking to him?

Three glasses of red wine were like sipping water

He stared at Megan after downing his drink, “Megan, you’re Mrs. Lowry now. You wouldn’t look down on me, would you? Refuse to let bygones be bygones?”

Timothy sat there, a long finger propped against his chin.

Megan was one of his people originally, so it was his place to step in. But since Sullivan hadn’t said a word, what was he to do? Besides, he was curious to see Sullivan’s reaction.

at

against the couch, still

playing

ng with th

lighter, Sullivan’s eyes were half–closed, emotion inscrutable.

were really headed for divorce. He was about to offer some words of peace when Megan

stared quietly at Bennett, asking softly. If I drink these three glasses, does that mean you’ll never trouble me again, no

narrowed

to give Megan a hard time

be so much smarter than he

enough to put

glasses, and we’ll wipe the slate clean. Even if you divorce Sullivan, I won’t make things

knew him well enough not to fear him backing out on his word. She looked

was low, one glass could knock her out, but she had no choice but to drink… the Quigley family was

and downed

her face flushed a soft pink, spreading to the tips of her ears, Her eyes gained a charm not usually there, a blend

flutter in his chest. He didn’t quite

glasses, Timothy finally spoke up, “Bennett, that’s

Bennett wouldn’t let up, still intent on making a

picked up the third glass, her slender fingers trembling slightly.

about to drink, Sullivan spoke up with a cool voice, “Enough!”