Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 28

Blanca’s eyes betrayed an unmistakable adoration. Back in collage, she had a crush on Sullivan. But her affection was insignificant among the throngs of elite heiresses.

Sullivan sat down opposite her

Bianca offered a slight smile, adopting her professional demeanor, “Now that Megan has returned, she’ll be taking over these matters. Mr. Lowry, do I still need to keep track of Megan’s living expenses and jewelry purchases?”

Sullivan brised at her words.

Megan’s reasons for wanting a divorce echoed in his head the same trivial matters.

Seeing his silence, Bianca took the initiative. “Don’t worry, Mr. Lowry. Il manage everything smoothly”

Sullivan watched her quietly. He was a man of keen perception, always aware of which women fancied him or had designs on him. He never minded before because it never interfered with his life.

But now, Bianca was overstepping.

After a half–minute of contemplation, Sullivan spoke in an even tone, “Next month, you’re relocating to our Canadian branch. Your position and salary will remain unchanged.”

forced a rigid smile. “Mr. Lowry, I have a boyfriend now!”

Sullivan remained silent.

month, Mr. Lowry, you’ll receive my wedding

rose to his feet. “I’ll

that Sullivan had seen through her feelings. He would not allow her to harbor such feelings for him. She couldn’t help but ask, “Mr Lowry,

After a moment, his voice carried a stern edge as he said, “No!

not a flirtatious siren. Bianca seemed to have

of the day,

lit only by the soft light filtering through the

up, feeling weak, and noticed the ivory silk nightgown she was wearing. It must have been Sullivan who changed her into it… The memories

played with

off her stockings. Her legs were wrapped around his waist. The belt buckle was uncomfortable, and in her hazy state, she had reached for it…

with her hands. She didn’t want to remember and even less to face it.

been in a two–hour video conference earlier, so he was dressed in formal

found Megan awake and lost

flatly, “Nothing