Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 61

Sullivan wrapped up his business at the office, and the clock was striking seven in the morning.

He tidied up quickly ready to leave the company

Bianca watched her boss, his sharp features defying the night’s toll. While she had reapplied her makeup several times to cover her sallow complexion, Sullivan appeared as crisp and vibrant as ever.

A few executives were still lingering in the conference room.

Seeking to appear close to Sullivan, Bianca sidled up to him and chirped in a chummy tone, “Mr. Lowry, are you heading out for breakfast or straight home? I’ve ordered your favorite, the egg custard tart.”

Egg custard tart…

Sullivan wasn’t fond of sweets. The only tart he’d ever praised was one Megan had made, but

ut Blanca was the handiwork of a chef from Grand Kirin Dessert House and had bought them several times.

Each time, Sullivan had discreetly passed them off to his driver.

assumed

baked anything for him. Back when he used to work from his

seeking his praise. But his responses were always so tepid, a single bite and no more! And Megan would look disappointed…

jolted back to reality by Bianca’s impatient nudge, “Mr. Lowry?”

his composure, Sullivan looked at Blanca’s hopeful face

palpable, but Sullivan felt no obligation to cushion

underground parking lot and slid into his car. Despite his body crying out for rest, he found himself driving toward the

half an hour, Sullivan was at the Lowry Hospital,

room was ajar, and through the gap, Sullivan saw her

The pay’s decent. Don’t

more words,

enter when he froze. Megan was crying, her face buried

something unfamiliar stiming within him. He remembered how Megan used to be so expressive, crying in secret when she was upset,

up. She didn’t

Sullivan realized it must have started when the Quigley family fell apart, and Wyatt was taken away by

he had pinned Megan down