Chapter 150

What happened?”

Despite being shy of 20, Sullivan had always been the epitome of composure, a rock in the tumultuous seas of the business world. But what Blanco was about to reveal shattered his facade of calm.

Bianca whispered. “You agreed to let Cressida have a photo shoot for some keepsake memories! This was supposed to be my responsibility, but with my wedding prep consuming all my time, I delegated it to my assistant. Clueless, the assistant handed over the keys to Duinn Haven to the Baldwin family Cressida did her shoot there this morning and even had the gall to tweet about it. Only the unloved play the other woman–putrageous!”

Sutivan’s on on his phone turned his knuckles pale.

Within five seconds, he concocted a plan. “Get in touch with the head honchos over at Twitter, pronto. I don’t care what it costs–have them scrub Cressida’s tweet from the back end! I can’t have Megan see this.”

Bianca replied honestly. “We can do that. But, the tweet’s already been shared over 100,000 times. Pulling it now is like shutting the bam door after the horse has bolted. Mr. Lowry, Lapologize This is on me.”

Silence hung heavy in the air.

pause. Sullivan said, “Do it anyway.”

call, he tumed

stood center stage, bathed in the spotlight, but now her radiance was replaced

She saw those taunting words. It wasn’t the tweet that cut her deep–it was the brazen invasion of her family’s sacred space. Quinn Haven, by Sullivan’s mistress. Cressida, the other woman, had waltzed into the very love nest of

walls that once echoed

shattered into a

her, for all the Quigleys, it

man who incessantly called her Mrs. Lowry, the one who spoke of starting anew, who held her tight and claimed his love. He always said he wanted her

gaze on Sullivan was a mix of alienation and

had been effortlessly destroyed by him.

would the world say of

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