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,

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

moment, Blanca grasped the significance of Cressida in his heart. She was about to probe further when

was light, yet it

not daring to make a

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the top–tier ward of the Lowry Hospital.

the b bed, her face ashen, with an IV needle in her hand for the blood transfusion. Dahlia stood by, ceaselessly trying to comfort her,

swung open

and white suit, his appearance was strikingly austere against the night, a stark contrast to Dahlia and Cressida.

“Take Mrs. Baldwin outside. Id like a word

in protest, but she

hospital room door closed, an almost suffocating

the 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 held memories of

Sullivan dropped a stack 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