Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 44

Sullivan eyed her with a curious gaze. After a moment, he chuckled lightly. To this a big deal among Indies?”

His voice suddenly dropped a notch, even carrying a hint of tenderness, “So Megan, when did you pick up these tricks? Was it during your time as Mrs. Lowry?”

The words were leasing. The kind of flirtation reserved for the intimacy between couples.

Megan wasn’t in the mood for such games. She turned her face away towards the car window and said coolly, “You pick things up here

and there.”

Sullivan was about to say more. But the traffic light of the intersection turned green, and the cars behind them were already honking impatiently Sullivan had no choice but to gently press the gas pedal and drive off.

Soon, they arrived at the most upscale hair and beauty salon of Borough City.

Given Sullivan’s special status, he and Megan were personally greeted by the manager.

The manager was sweet–talking and quite the chammer, “Mrs. Lowry, with your delicate complexion and slender frame, our salon has just received a tailor–made Archea gown that would look absolutely stunning on you. You must be the most filling belle in all of Borough City”

And with that, he had the gown brought out

was indeed

at Megan and gently urged, “Go on, try

while later, inside the changing room, Megan slipped into the gown but couldn’t reach the zipper at the back. After several attempts, she quietly called for assistance. After

surprise, it was Sullivan who

met, and for a

reflecting Megan’s vulnerability. The gown draped softly over her. Its hem layered yet not heavy, adding a sense

of tempting skin. Her fair, soft flesh was covered not with a bra but

looking soft and tender

him without a sound and approached her, asking in a low

he spoke, his hands were

from behind, leaning against

was tall,

just above his shoulder, and he easily took control. He didn’t hurry to zip up the delicate chain but

out weak, “Sullivan, I’ll

her sensitive body, deliberately misinterpreting her words, “Then do it, Megan, I love to hear your moans. Megan was both embarrassed and annoyed, “Sullivan, let go of me! Someone

Sullivan knew that

and hall–exposed body roused him, but he hadn’t