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,

her condition, does she even have any blood left

Cressida in his heart. She was about to probe further when Sullivan, with his head bowed over his

yet it

her breath, not daring to make

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the

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

swung open as Sullivan

a classic black and white suit, his appearance was strikingly austere against the night, a

Baldwin outside. Id like

opened in protest,

closed,

I never meant for that incident. I was just admiring the

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 would