Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 92

Early in the morning, in the master bedroom’s walk in closet

Megan was ironing Sullivan’s shirt and had picked out a suitable tie, knowing today was the big shareholder’s meeting at the Lowry Group. To make a statement, she even added a tie clip for a touch of sophistication.

Suddenly, she felt arms wrap around her slender frame.

Megan was a bit surprised, considering the spat they’d had the night before. She thought he’d give her the cold shoulder for at least a few days.

But Sullivan didn’t bring up the issue with the movie tickets.

Holding his wife’s delicate waist with one hand and examining the tie clip with the other, Sullivan said with a warm tone. “The house just doesn’t run the same without you, Megan.”

Megan responded with a light smile, “Well, I’m back now, aren’t I?”

No sooner had she spoken than Sullivan spun her around.

He pressed her against the glass of the display cabinet, lifting her slightly so she was half–seated on his left thigh… Her robe fell open as her husband began to caress her.

Sullivan was like a wild animal that moming. But he wasn’t truly looking to make love; he lazily claimed her as he asked without much interest. “You’re back, but is your heart back too?”

Megan couldn’t fathom his odd mood.

marriage of convenience, what did love have to do with

his neck and played along. “Sullivan, if you want to go further, you’d better hurry. You have

immediately lost interest. He let go of her and went to freshen up in the bathroom, his voice carrying back to

and smiled softly, “I thought you’d

bathroom, Sullivan stood in a pristine white robe, staring at his reflection

crossing his face.

Mrs. Lowry was

to

for a while.

touch with her to discuss the details of

Paxton is planning 32 classical concerts worldwide. He wants you to be the secondary performer, with a guarantee of no less than six pieces per concert. This contract is Paxton’s show

staking his reputation on you.”

this opportunity and looked over the contract again

chuckled, leaning back in his chair and flicking his nails, “Paxton used to beg you to study with him, and

signed the contract without looking up, her voice soft, “Just cleared out some cobwebs in

to laugh but realized he couldn’t. He became serious and said, “Paxton’s out of town on business. When he’s back in Borough City, he’s likely to throw

grateful for Paxton’s support of course, she wouldn’t turn it

gentlemanly. They exchanged goodbyes with a smile. Their farewell was captured in a photograph, but only Luke’s

the car, and the driver asked, “Mrs. Lowry, shall we head back to