Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call
Chapter 81

Chapter 81

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d sure enough, there was his mother, sipping tea on the couch.

he said, “Mom, what brings you to the office? Clashing with grandma again?”

smed much more tense. She glanced.

signaling her to leave.

ead and said. “”“Step outside!”

lone. Čamilia started in on her son, “I know things haven’t been great between you and Megan, and I understand you After all, the Lowry family needs a daughter–in–law But what I can’t fathom is why you’d give her 2% of Lowry Group’s

faint smile on his face.

spoke sharply. “A Lowry family woman has never held shares in Lowry Group! Sullivan, there’s a limit to how much you should your wite Don’t let Megan get too comfortable!”

ually. “What’s the harm in indulging my own wife a little?”

stared at her son. After a long pause, she laughed coldly. “Sullivan, you’re not just indulging her it’s because of that bastard, hun? you found out Megan has been in contact with him, and you can’t stand the thought of her being with that bastard after a divorce! How unbearable must that be for you? So no matter the cost, you want to keep her. Sullivan, have you lost your mind?

in the vast office with just the two of them, they ripped away the veneer of civility and decorum

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Camilla’s demeanor orice so refined, now mirrored that of a common housewife

Sullivan was all too familiar with it he watched his mother quietly his voice a cold whisper. “You always taught me to stop at nothing to

my goals, didn’t you?”

Camilla left, furious.

After she was gone, Sullivan stood alone in front of the floor–to–ceiling window, gazing over the entirety of Borough City,

His mood was foul because he was reminded of the person who always spoiled his mood, and because his mother had laid bare the darkest part of his heart

The whole day the staff of Lowry Group trod lightly, fearing to provoke Sullivan’s ine

At five o’clock, Sullivan decided to leave work early

Chapter 81

Sullivan didn’t immediately let go of Megan. He pressed her up against the closet door, his hand sneaking inside her robe, teasing her with a light touch. “What could possibly be more important than me huh?”

Megan knew all too well these tricks men played. She tilted her head back slightly, enduring his firtation, occasionally imable to suppress a soft moan.

After a moment, her eyes were misty, her voice tinged with moisture. “Sullivan, I’ve told you not to keep me locked up! Where I go, what t do it’s my freedom”

Sullivan didn’t get an answer. He let her go with a snort. “Seems like our Mrs. Loway wants to make a name for herself

night before her eyes, he slipped off his robe and started getting dressed.

Sullivan had a good physique Tall and lean, with a layer of natural muscle, no excess fat and not the overdone type you’d replace in a gym

He stopped down to just a pair of black bowers.

What was outlined below made Megan avert her gaze, a blush creeping across her cheeks, tinting them with a womanly charm.

Sullivan really liked her this way. He touched her face, chuckling, “Last night, you seemed pretty satisfied!”

Perhaps it was because of the satisfaction, or Megan’s compliance, Sullivan was in a great mood,

Bianca definitely noticed. Stopping at the office door, Bianca hesitated before saying, “Mr. Lowry your mother has been here since the moming! She’s been waiting for you for ages!”

Sullivan’s good mood vanished into thin airl

He pushed open the door, and sure enough, there was his mother, sipping tea on the couch.

Sullivan held the doorknob, smiling faintly as he said, “Mom, what brings you to the office? Clashing with grandma again?”

Compared to Sullivan’s ease. Camilla seemed much more tense. She glanced at Bianca, signaling her to leave.

Blanca was in a tight spot.

Sullivan tilted his head and said, “Step outside!”

Once they were alone, Camilla started in on her son, “I know things haven’t been great between you and Megan, and I understand you want her back. After all, the Lowry family needs a daughter–in–law. But what I can’t fathom is why you’d give her 2% of Lowry Group’s

shares?”

on his face.

Sullivan sat down, a faint smile on

“You’re well informed“”

Camilla spoke sharply, “A Lowry family woman has never held shares in Lowry Group! Sullivan, there’s a limit to how much you should spoil your wife. Don’t let Megan get too comfortable!”

Sullivan replied casually, “What’s the harm in indulging my own wife a little?”

Camilla stared at her son. After a long pause, she laughed coldly, “Sullivan, you’re not just indulging her. It’s because of that bastard, huh? You found out Megan has been in contact with him, and you can’t stand the thought of her being with that bastard after a divorce! How unbearable must that be for you? So no matter the cost, you want to keep her. Sullivan, have you lost your mind?”

In the vast office, with just the two of them, they ripped away the veneer of civility and decorum

Camilla’s demeanor once so refined, now mirrored that of a common housewife.

Sullivan was all too familiar with it, he watched his mother quietly, his voice a cold whisper, “You always taught me to stop at nothing to schieve my goals, didn’t you?”

Camilla left, furious.

After she was gone, Sullivan stood alone,in front of the floor–to-ceiling window, gazing over the entirety of Borough City.

His mood was foul because he was reminded of the person who always spoiled his mood, and because his mother had laid bare the darkest part of his heart.

The whole day, the staff of Lowry Group trod lightly, fearing to provoke Sullivan’s ire.

At five o’clock, Sullivan decided to leave work early.