Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 155

The maid ascended the stairs once more, her voice subdued, “Sir, Blanca is hem!”

Sullivan, holding a diamond ring in his gmsp, silently contemplated it before responding without much emotion, “Have her wait for me downstairs.”

Bianca was seated in the grand foyer on the first floor.

Upon her arrival, she overheard the maid mentioning that Megan had moved out, separating from Sullivan. She thought this news would elate her, yet, it didn’t.

When Sullivan descended the stairs, he had changed into a fresh set of clothes. He looked somewhat worn out, asking as he made his way down, “What’s so urgent that it requires a visit?” Completing his question, he sat down at the dining table to eat.

Eating alone was invariably a somber affair, he didn’t have much appetite.

Blanca, mustering her courage, carefully broached the subject, “After the incident, Ms. Baldwin has been eager to see you. But since you’ve been avoiding her calls and not visiting her, she’s ended up in the hospital again… cutting her arms, losing a lot of blood.”

Sullivan, in the midst of ladling soup, paused momentarily at her words,

commented, “Given her condition, does she even have any blood left

She was about to probe further when Sullivan, with his head bowed

was light, yet it camed

held her breath, not daring to

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in the evening, within the top–tier ward of the Lowry

IV needle in her hand for the blood transfusion. Dahlia

open as

was strikingly austere against the night, a stark

stood by the door, turning to Bianca, “Take Mrs. Baldwin outside.

in protest,

door closed,

bed sheet. She looked at Sullivan uneasily, her voice trembling, “Mr. Lowry, I never meant for that incident. I was just admiring the garden; it

of photos in front of her, his voice cold, “Your parents used to work for the Quigley family. You deliberately visited Quinn Haven to take those photos, targeting Megant Did you think by driving her away, I