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.

His wite with anothat man

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

running into you here,

a slight smile on his

looks laden with

soft like a doting husband. I haven’t had dinner

and said to Begonia, “Let’s

read his thoughts, responding noncommittally

Megan away, Begonia called out, stopping Sullivan under the myriad neon lights. He looked earnestly at Sullivan and said, “If you truly care

shifted to

delicate and precious – the kind that men adored.

arm around her shoulders, holding her

sarcasm, “Sullivan, you’re acting as though you’ve caught me

suggests a deep connection,”

the single suite,

black dress clinging to her fair, delicate skin, dazzling in

patience for his insinuations. She softened her voice, pressing against the door. “Aren’t you hungry? I’ve

Sullivan stood firm.

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

was charged