Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 134

Megan had always steered clear of those flashy downtown nightspots.

Sullivan hated them, and that was reason enough to avoid them. But since she no longer cared what Sullivan thought, Megan found herself accepting Lucia’s invitation to hit the town.

The music in the bar was deafening, but Lucia seemed to thrive in the chaos, her body swaying to the beat with practiced ease. always been drawn to the glittering nightlife, a remnant from her less–than–gilded childhood.

Pouring Megan a glass of red wine, Lucia exclaimed, “This stuff goes straight to your head!”

Megan pulled her into a seat, her voice barely above a whisper, “Why here, of all places?”

She was worried about Lucia.

She had

Nobody knew that Lucía had lost her hearing in her left ear as a child, an injury sustained during a violent encounter with some thugs who were hounding her parents for debts. Megan had begged Wyatt to spare no expense on the best ENT specialists in Borough City, but the damage was irreversible.

doesn’t hurt anymore. Life’s too short not to live it up. To hell with

twenty–something guy approached

was about to decline when Lucia, her fingernails painted a vivid scarlet, gently caressed the boy’s hand, making him blush furiously. With a giggle, Lucia teased, “Aren’t

apologetic smile, Megan said to the boy, “My friend’s had a bit

seemed clean–cut and well–mannered. He brushed off the incident with a polite “No worries”

dwell on the exchange; instead, she turned her attention back to Lucia, who was now guzzling wine and ranting, “Did you know Timothy’s getting engaged? He’s found a girl from his own social circle. I met her at a fashion show once drop–dead gorgeous and icy as hell.

Megan was taken aback.

had a soft spot for Lucia. How could he

continued to vent, vowing to take Timothy down a peg before breaking it off, then use his money

want to take me down a

see Timothy nodding at her before he scooped up Lucia, slurring and drunk. “I’m taking her home. You

the place, but she felt like sitting alone for a while, and perhaps Timothy and

car, he still found the presence of mind to call Sullivan and inform him that Megan was being bothered by

over Timothy’s luxury

by the mess, glared at the woman who was now struggling with her sickness and muttered, “You could use a dip in the