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…

and, filled with concern, hurriedly dialed Sullivan’s number from the landline. After several

with pain, knew she needed the hospital. She muttered, refusing to go

familiar face

has its own way of

with acute gastritis, brought on by alcohol and

stress.

in the

the maid went to handle her discharge paperwork. Megan, still a bit dizzy, decided to wander

a sudden argument broke out, a

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

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reject, I sure

I? Let me tell you, I’m not done playing

subdued, the two clearly in a

icy words echoing in

I’m not done