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 was

he used to work from his home office, Megan would always bring him her latest creations to try, her face alight

praise. But his responses were always so tepid, a

was jolted back to reality by Bianca’s impatient nudge, “Mr.

Blanca’s hopeful face and said

but Sullivan felt no

the underground parking lot and slid into his car. Despite his body crying

hour, Sullivan was at the Lowry Hospital, walking down its hushed

Sullivan saw her

doing alright! Yes, I’m out on a gig! The pay’s decent.

a few more words,

crying, her face buried in the pillow,

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

up. She

Quigley family fell apart, and Wyatt was taken away by

He thought back to that night at the hotel, when he had pinned Megan down on the couch, disregarding her fierce resistance… Her crying now,