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

indeed

gently

at the back. After

opened, and to her surprise, it was

a second, both were taken

gown draped softly over her. Its hem layered yet not heavy, adding a

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

looking soft and tender

sound and approached her, asking in a low voice, “Can’t reach

hands were

found herself enveloped in his embrace from behind, leaning against him in

was tall,

easily took control. He didn’t hurry to zip up the delicate chain but instead leaned in close to her neck,

out weak, “Sullivan, I’ll call out”

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

course, Sullivan knew

roused him,