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 Sullivan.

the couch,

playing

ng with th

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

and Megan were really headed for divorce. He was about to

stared quietly at Bennett, asking softly. If I drink these three glasses, does that mean you’ll never trouble

eyes narrowed slightly.

give Megan a hard time once she divorced Sullivan,

hadn’t expected Megan to be so much smarter than he thought.

to put Megan on the spot!

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

to fear him backing out on his word. She looked down at the

could knock her out, but she had no choice but to drink…

head back and downed an

of her ears, Her eyes gained a charm not usually there, a blend of girl and woman, quite

his chest. He didn’t quite understand what he was

finished two glasses, Timothy finally

wouldn’t let up, still intent on making a point.

up the third glass, her

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