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…

Megan in such pain, the maid panicked and, filled with concern, hurriedly dialed Sullivan’s number from the landline. After several attempts with no answer, she rushed downstairs to summon the driver. Together, they carried Megan to

the hospital. She muttered, refusing to go to The Lowry Hospital. She didn’t want to

better to have a familiar face in times of trouble. But little did they

its own way of

acute gastritis, brought on by alcohol and

stress.

in the hospital overnight,

decided to wander around. She

the hospital room behind her, a sudden argument broke out, a man’s voice sounding eerily familiar–it was

laced with mockery. “That’s right! I don’t like her! But I’ll be damned if I let

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I sure as hell

Let me tell you, I’m

Begonia’s voice was subdued, the two clearly in a

outside, quietly listening to Sullivan’s icy words echoing in her mind over

tell you, I’m not done