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.

She assumed it

for him. Back when he used to work from his home office, Megan would always bring

But his responses were always so tepid,

in thought, Sullivan was jolted back to reality by Bianca’s

his composure, Sullivan looked at Blanca’s hopeful face

was palpable, but Sullivan felt no

down to the underground parking lot and slid into his car. Despite his body crying out for

Sullivan was at

gap, Sullivan saw her on the phone, her voice a

Im doing alright! Yes, I’m out on a gig! The pay’s decent. Don’t worry..

few more words, Megan hung up.

he froze. Megan was crying, her face buried in the pillow, her

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

up. She didn’t cry much

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

really cared. He thought back to that night at the hotel, when he had pinned Megan down on the