Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 158

Megan shook her head and said, “No worries! Just feeling a bit buzzed.”

She took her jacket from Luke and sold, 1 better head back!”

Luke nodded, his hands buried in his pockets. “Let me walk you home.”

Megan knew Luke had other commitments and said, “You’ve been drinking too. Just take a cab! I’m fine, the sponsorship stuff…”

Luke gave her n reassuring smile and said, “Tve got your back, so don’t you worry. Between Paxton and me, we can handle anything big. I’ll head back in then. There’s some other entertainment going on later.”

Luke had been steadfast. Ever since Cressida gave up her music dream, he hadn’t reached out to Sullivan.

Grateful, Megan put on her jacket and bid Luke goodbye.

Reaching the ground floor, it was the peak time for cabs, and Megan waited about half an hour before she managed to get one, her cheeks pink from the cold.

In the parking lot, Sullivan sat inside a sleek black Bentley, watching Megan shiver slightly as she waited, wrapping her coat tightly against the chill, checking her phone anxiously now and then.

the life she

chauffeur, no limousine, having to mingle

she really

leaned back in his

for

documents in the

a schedule on Sullivan’s desk and said, “Here’s the preliminary venue plan for Paxton’s 32 concerts next year. With the original sponsor pulling out, there’s a significant funding gap, at

near Megan’s rental, but she refused to

murmuring, “Leave it

office regained its silence, Sullivan gazing at the

Megan, shivering in the night

his respect, his

floor–to–ceiling window, overlooking most of Borough City, he suddenly,

He felt lonely

phone, dialed her number, but hung up before it connected, feeling that apprehension of getting too close because he cared

work, he drove to give her the keys.