Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 142

Looking back on it now, it seems downright hilarious.

Megan just couldn’t shake off her worry for Lucia, so she arranged to meet her at a cozy cofe.

Lucia was there first, perched by the floor–to–ceiling window, watching as Megan pulled up in her car

As Megan walked in, Lucia cocked her head and asked, “Driving solo today? I thought all you high–society ladies had chauffeurs.”

Megan settled into her chair with a wry smile. “Thinking about doing some driving on my own from now on.”

That comment was enough for Lucia to catch on to her plans, “Seriously considering a divorce, huh? Sullivan’s been looking pretty whipped lately”

Megan didn’t want to dredge up those matters. She looked intently at Lucia and asked, “What about you and Timothy? What’s your game plan?”

Lucia squirmed a bit, playing with her hair as she deflected, focusing on the positives, “What could possibly be up with us? Just the usual drama between a man and a woman, right? Life goes on with or without someone.”

Megan stayed silent.

grip on my career, you know! If I burn that bridge, how am I supposed to keep up in the social scene? Megan, let

knew this wasn’t

afloat, never anchoring. After all these years, Megan could see that Lucia

and pulled out a check

Five million dollars

wouldn’t easily touch Sullivan’s money, this had to be from selling

accept this? Would she even be human if she

voice tinged with resolve. “Ill take care of

Sullivan, but I’ve changed. I’ve got more cards in my hand now! Listen to me, Lucia, the moment Timothy gets

Lucia’s throat tightened.

her small face and slender figure, who always gave

Lucia loved Timothy.

but it had

well enough that Timothy looked down on her, and his family would never accept a girl with a tarnished reputation. His fiancée, Corona Neumann, was the perfect daughter–in–law for the Lawson family.

but lacked the courage to

Lucia cried like a child, overwhelmed by the moment. It was as if she were back to her childhood, standing on a

arms, speaking calmly, “Lucia, come