Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 45

Their bodies were pressed close together, rubbing against one another

To say Megan felt nothing would have been a lie. But she couldn’t deny her aversion to Sullivan, so she made an excuse, “The event starts at seven, and you care so much about that project. You wouldn’t want to be late, right?”

Upon hearing this, Sullivan eased his grip on her. He glanced at her reflection in the mirror, a wry chuckle escaping his lips, “Mrs. Lawry, you sure know how to kill the mood.”

But the immediate crisis had been overted.

The ride back was silent.

At seven in the evening, Sullivan’s sleek black Bentley glided into the Lambert Estate. He stepped out and opened the door for Megan. As she bent to exit the car, Sullivan took her hand.

She couldn’t help but look up at him.

They locked eyes under the grand lights, amid the whispering night breeze.

Sullivan tightened his grip on her hand, pulling her close and whispering in her ear, “Stick with me tonight. Don’t go charming any other

understand?”

men.

betrayed a

his shoulder, Megan spotted Bennett.

light, a glass of red wine in his hand, his gaze dark and fixed

him. Her lips trembled slightly as she embraced Sullivan lightly.

before he

voice dangerously husky, “Learning to play the game, are we?”

away, “Sullivan, remember your

inscrutable, “Of course, I won’t forget, Mrs. Lowry” Then he led

together at the gala, earning

ladies, billing her as the first lady of the Lowry Group and

bluster “I’ve heard that Paxton is coming back. Everyone knows he’s favored student, but do you know? It’s

known to her, Cora, and Lucia. But Mrs.

got a

test the truth, Megan, in her ethereal designer gown, graced

and by the end of the piece, no one doubted Mrs. Lambert’s

one Paxton had

in

a mix of lewd desire and possessiveness that had nothing to do with art and everything to do with a man’s primal longing for a

that gaze. She feigned a need