Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 41

sty little coffee shop when her phone buzzed with a notification Sullivan had transfered a

Megan was sitting across from Lucia in a coży

Lucia had called her out to share some news about Alton, a lawyer who had apparently gone off the grid to provide legal aid to an Indigenous tribe With a heavy heart and a touch of disbelief, Lucia recounted the details, her voice betraying a mix of concern and frustration

Lucra took a big gulp of her coffee and grimaced. She had never developed a taste for this pretentious brew.

“You know, Megan,” Lucia said softly, trying to offer some comfort, “well keep digging. I refuse to believe that Alton is the only one out there who can handle the job”

As Megan was about to respond, her phone alerted her to the incoming transfer: $200,000 from Sullivan. Her expression wavered, catching Lucia’s attention.

“What’s got you looking like you’ve seen a ghost? Lucia leaned in, nosy as ever.

“Oh, it’s from Sullivan, that jackass!” Lucia’s eyes widened at the amount. “What’s he playing at? Is he expecting a night in your bed for this? I knew it–men are all the same, driven by their baser instincts”

didn’t respond; instead, she pocketed her phone, her mood tuming somber.

that money.” Lucia suggested,

a wry smile. “Sullivan’s money isn’t

breath a few more times before she had to leave for an engagement. Despite her distaste for the coffee, she finished every

Megan prepared to leave, but her phone chimed again. This time, it was a message from Paxton, saying he would arrive in

smile unwittingly crossed her lips as she texted back, then

work, close to 11 p.m., Megan stepped out into the brisk autumn night, wrapping her thin coat tighter around her. She paused when she noticed a

in a classic black and white suit, smoking.

him, he looked over

silent exchange felt like a reunion of long–lost acquaintances.

stubbed out his cigarette and stepped out to open the passenger door for her. “Let’s talk in

wanted something from her and approached the

back in and buckled up, he casually asked, “Hungry? Fancy grabbing a bite?”

gentleness. “Let’s just talk here,”