Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 54

Megan bit her lip, a wave of determination cresting within her “I want to talk about Cora”

Sullivan’s voice was a shade colder when he replied, “Do you now? Well, come to my office then ”

The line went dead before she could muster a response

The late–autumn streets were biting, a chill that seemed to seep into her very bones.

This was the meal Sullivan

Those moments of tenderness in days past were merely lures to bring her back into the fold. And once they proved ineffective, he’d shed that facade to reveal his true nature–callous and distant.

Megan pocketed her phone without hesitation and boarded the next bus, transferring twice before arriving at the towering edifice of the Lowry Group.

The employees knew her face and recognized her as Mrs. Lowry, but they also whispered of her tamished status within the Lowry empire

Bianca descended the sleek marble staircase to greet her.

open the heavy oak door to the CEO’s office with a demeanor far from warm. “Mr. Lowry is out on business, Mrs Lowry Please,

amid the opulence of the office, her eyes drawn to the violin resting like a treasured relic in the bookcase behind Sullivan’s chait

in thought, oblivious to Bianca’s return.

know why Cressida despises you so? You may not be aware, but four years ago, Mr. Lowry considered marrying her. He never had a favorite, so to him, any bride would do. And then Cressida fell into his world,

Straightening up, her smile held a hint of malice. “But you see, Mr. Lowry’s mother found Cressida lacking, not fit to grace the family’s name. So even without

heavy, disregarding

you, Bianca? Would Sullivan’s mother approve of

caught off

bittersweet smile, how could she not

Sullivan had driven her to understand those around him, and Bianca’s longing gaze was often undisguised. Megan was no

returned to the company, stepping through the door to find Megan silhouetted against the window,

she tumed slowly to face

gaze for a moment before instructing Bianca,

Bianca had gone, Sullivan closed the distance to his desk and settled into his chair. His fingers deftly loosened his tie, seeking comfort before fixing his attention back on Megan, “What is it you want to talk

with her back