Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 185

As noon approached, Megan was discovered by the housekeeper.

In broad daylight, the study’s lights were still on. Megan lay sprawled across the dark oak desk, clad only in a black bathrobe, with many marks on her body already dried.

Her eyes were tightly shut, and tears dried up. She lay motionless, her cheeks unnaturally flushed, her body burning hot to the touch.

The housekeeper gasped in horror, “Madam is running a fever!”

With years of experience behind her, the housekeeper knew exactly what had happened. She hurriedly dialed Sullivan’s cellphone, but it just rang and rang, with no answer.

At that moment, Sullivan was in a meeting with the top executives of the Lowry Group.

The group was planning a massive project that Sullivan wanted to develop, but the conservative executives and shareholders thought it was too risky, with nearly half of them opposing. The meeting had already dragged on for over 10 hours.

Unable to reach him, the housekeeper had no choice but to call the driver.

Considering Megan’s dignity, two housekeepers gingerly dressed her and wrapped her in a coat for warmth. Throughout, they hardly dared to look at her body, feeling that Sullivan had been too harsh, lacking the gentle touch expected of a man!

As Megan was helped up, something fell from her palm.

They fell onto the dark carpet, glittering like

in the car, Megan

104 degrees Fahrenheit. Terrified, she tried Sullivan’s phone again, but still no answer. The elderly housekeeper couldn’t help but cry, fearing that this might be the end

for Mrs.

it, racing to the hospital.

finally arrived at the Lowry Hospital, owned by the Lowry family itself. Normally, admission to a special room would be immediate, without the need for registration or waiting, but the driver was informed that the Lowry Hospital’s special

was, the nurse

the wife of the Lowry

but a part of her was tense, urging her to see who was inside. Perhaps she already knew the answer, but she

she saw Cressida on

the person on the verge of fading away,

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Dahlia, she cooed, “Sullivan said he’d try to see me in the evening! Mom, I think he still cares

for me.”

gently. She was nearly at her breaking point, but she didn’t disturb them. Instead, she turned

in their eyes, sympathizing with her plight.

yet the person he tenderly cared for was in the special room, feeling sweet even in her final

moments.