Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 126

Megan shook her head. As the elevator doors closed, she whispered, “Without marriage, I can’t lose my career, too! I’m fine, Luke… let’s go!”

The private dinner that evening was surprisingly a hit.

Megan in front of the seasoned pros of the industry, pulled off a stunning rendition of “Love’s Destiny,” quickly cementing herself as the new darling of classical music. Paxton was over the moon, introducing her to a slew of influential figures.

Megan had her fair share of red wine.

On the drive back, she started feeling unwell, her stomach burning like a bonfire.

The driver dropped her home, making a point to tell the house staff that the lady was under the weather and to whip up some hangover remedy soup.

The staff cared for Megan and got right on it.

But when they got to the second floor, they found Megan collapsed on the couch, forehead slick with sweat and her hands clutching her abdomen.

The maid was terrified. Gently shaking Megan awake, she asked, “Ma’am, where does it hurt? Should I call your husband?”

Megan was in too much pain to speak.

The agony was unbearable…

After

hospital. She muttered, refusing to go to

there… It’s always better to have a familiar face in times of trouble. But little did

own way of

with acute gastritis,

stress.

the hospital

paperwork. Megan, still a bit dizzy, decided to wander around. She paused by the glass overlooking the lush green courtyard, and her

her, a sudden argument broke out, a man’s

as ice, laced with mockery. “That’s right! I don’t like her!

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I reject, I sure

Let me tell you, I’m not

voice was subdued, the two

listening to Sullivan’s icy words echoing

you, I’m not done