Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 149

Sullivan whispered with a hint of curiosity, “What’s got you no lickled pink?”

Megan was rarely this chipper.

But the nature of her relationship with Sullivan wasn’t exactly the kind to share tidbits of joy. Clutching her phone, she mumbled vaguely, “That thing I’ve been dying to get in finally back in stock!”

Sullivan thought it was some kind of laury item, maybe jewelry. He chuckled, “I’ll buy you whatever you’re hankering for

Megan didn’t take the bait Pinching her phone, ale tiptoed barefoot into the walk–in closet, leaving Sullivan’s voice trailing behind her, “Always on that phone What, keeping secrets from me? Got some new lunk in your DM67”

Inside the closet. Megan chose an outfit and slipped into it. Her voice was soft but clear, “What secrets could I possibly have? Isn’t Harmony City your turf? Must be quite nostalgic being back here, bul?”

Sullivan felt a twinge inside

He followed her, leaning on the door frame, watching her calm demeanor and naid, “I never had an affair with hert I never laid a finger on hert That photo was snapped without my knowledge”

Megan just laughed it off, nonchalantly pulling up her black fishnet stockings,

Her legs were slender, and with the stockings, she was the epitome of allure.

out in public, it didn’t

breezed past him toward

“You expect me

under a coat

frowned and asked. “Don’t you have anything

Sullivan’s in the mirror. After a moment, she said softly, “Sullivan, if you’re not happy, I’ll remember to wear something thicker next time. After all, I’m still counting

sarcasm stung

to the Harmony City Opera House for Paxton’s worldwide classical music launch, given that Paxton hailed from Harmony City

arrival. Megan was greeted warmly by the event coordinator, “Ms. Quigley, you’re here bright and early.”

nodded in acknowledgment.

as if just noticing Sullivan, the coordinator

hands with the coordinator, saying, Tm her husband

coordinator had an ‘aha‘ moment, “Ah, Ms. Quigley’s off

Sullivan. He gracefully gestured with his hand

oversaw everything from stage design to lighting adjustments, her voice soft and welcoming as the spring breeze when she spoke… An attractive woman always seemed to have an edge

the lighting was

a violin piece to test the acoustics. Under the bright lights, her posture was captivating,