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 the tears

Megan slipped into

housekeeper took her temperature – 104 degrees Fahrenheit. Terrified, she tried Sullivan’s phone again, but still no answer. The elderly housekeeper couldn’t help but cry,

for Mrs.

driver floored it, racing

admission to a special room would be immediate, without the need for registration or waiting, but the driver was

was, the nurse

is the wife of the Lowry Group’s head. If she doesn’t

was inside. Perhaps she already knew

door opened, she saw

the verge of fading away, yet with a tranquil expression, eating fruit slices

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to see me in the evening! Mom, I think

for me.”

but she didn’t disturb them. Instead,

had tears in their eyes, sympathizing with her plight.

by Sullivan, yet the person he tenderly cared for was in the special room, feeling sweet even in

moments.