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 it

been ages since Megan had baked anything for him. Back when he used to work from his

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

to

at Blanca’s hopeful face and said flatly, “You can go now”

Sullivan felt no obligation to

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

Sullivan was at the Lowry Hospital, walking down its hushed

gap, Sullivan saw

doing alright! Yes, I’m out on a gig! The pay’s decent. Don’t worry.. Sullivan isn’t giving me a hard time!”

a few more words, Megan

enter when he froze. Megan was crying, her

watched, a pang of something unfamiliar stiming within him. He remembered how Megan

up. She didn’t cry

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

to that night at the hotel, when he had pinned Megan down on the couch, disregarding her fierce resistance… Her crying now, was it still