Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 121

Word had gotten around that Sullivan was spending a lot of time with Cressida, and it had reached Cora’s ears.

She remembered Sullivan’s last attentive visit and grew concerned for Megan, so she made a point to invite her out for a coffee–just the two of them.

Cora sneered, “Heard she’s not long for this world! Her kind isn’t even worthy of the phrase ‘beauty cursed with an early demise.”

After a pause, Cora quizzed Megan, “What’s your game plan?”

Deep down, Cora was old–fashioned, believing that if you can’t keep a man’s heart, you might as well have a hold on his wallet. In her eyes, the best move was to have a child and secure the Mrs. Lowry title.

Megan looked down, idly stirring her coffee.

Truth be told, Sullivan wanted a child, too, but Megan did not.

She was now sober to the reality that she held two percent of the Lowry Group’s shares, ensuring a comfortable life ahead without the need to toil away. Why bring a child into the world to forever be tied to Sullivan in a marriage of resentment?

The thought of leaving had taken root in her. But it would require careful planning, as Sullivan clearly wasn’t ready to let go.

which made Cora anxious. “Megan, say something! Tell me, how

faint smile. “He’s busy grieving for his darling. How could he have time for me?

she spoke, her eyes

been through tougher times before;

and pained. She took Megan’s hand. “Tomorrow is your wedding anniversary with Sullivan. You should

She mentioned having booked the most luxurious restaurant

too well that this romantic dinner was not a date between husband and wife but an

heart had turned

28th, the anniversary of

the Conrad Hotel’s top tier restaurant. Tonight, she had spent a fortune to reserve the entire place, charging it

was dressed in exquisite attire, adorned with her most

face was etched

spoke in hushed tones as if avoiding someone, “Mr. Lowry is still in a meeting and might not be able to make it on

wait for him,” Megan said softly, her gaze fixed on the night beyond

deeply. But now, seeing Sullivan by Cressida’s sickbest the felt it was a pity. Sullivan was just a