Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 147

Sullivan’s plane touched down in Harmony City, and by the time his nedan glided up to the entrance of the CircumSphere Hotel, the clock was striking nine in the evening

Neon lights were in full bloom. The night was soft and seductive

Stepping out of the sleek black cat, Sullivan’s gaze immediately locked onto a couple strolling side by side.

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the early winter chill, she wore a dark camel cashmere coat, her raven hair cascading in loose curls down her back, adding a touch of romance to the night. Her face was semene, even joyful, particularly when she spoke with Begonia, her attention undivided.

Not like the icy glances she reserved for him.

Sullivan, every inch the aristocat, stood in the hotel atrium, glancing at his watch.

The photo was taken at six o’clock sharp. It means Megan had been with Begonia for three hours the entire time, their c resembling that of lovers.

Sullivan approached them.

Megan tumed her head, spotting him by chance, and the smile on her face faded.

company

beside her, Sullivan addressed Begonia, Fancy running into you

reached out for a handshake, a slight smile on his face.

laden with unspoken thoughts.

turned to Megan, his voice soft like a doting husband. I haven’t had dinner yet. Join

response, he grasped her wrist and said to

thoughts, responding noncommittally

under the myriad neon lights. He looked earnestly at Sullivan and said, “If you truly care

shifted to

with cold–induced rosiness, delicate and precious

her a

hint of sarcasm, “Sullivan, you’re acting as though you’ve caught me in the act! Dr. Begonia and t

a coincidence suggests a deep connection,” he

suite, Megan found herself pinned against the door.

off her coat, revealing the black dress clinging to her

voice, pressing

Sullivan stood firm.

the crystal chandelier, his handsome features were far from cheerful. He leaned in, asking lightly, “Megan, do you have even the slightest affection

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