Chapter 38
Chapter 38
Cressida gripped her delicate fingers tightly together Yet, on the surface, she was the picture of docility.
“I understand, Mr. Lowry!”
Sullivan stood and made his exit.
Outside, Cressida’s folks stood there, the very image of in, unassuming people, eager to strike up a
conversation with Sullivan as he emerged, but before they could utter a word, he had already stepped
into the elevator
Bianca shot them a re and followed suit.
In the elevator, it was just Sullivan and Bianca, the red numbers on the digital disy ticking down
steadily.
“Why send Cressida to Pinecrest Hospital?” Sullivan suddenly asked. “Wasn’t that where Megan’s dad
was treated?”
Bianca’s heart tightened But she quickly offered an exnation, “Mr. Lowry, it wasn’t intentionall By the
time I got to the airport, the ambnce had already taken Cressida to the hospital. Will you be visiting
Cressida before her surgery tomorrow?”
As the elevator dinged open, Sullivan was the first to step out, leaving behind a dismissive, “I’m not a
doctor!” Bianca humed after him.
As Sullivan slid into his sleek ck Bentley, the window rolled down, and he half–turned to Bianca. “Set
up a dinner with Paxton when he gets to Borough City.”
Bianca understood, he wanted to introduce Cressida.
She couldn’t help but add, “Mr. Lowry, I’ve heard Paxton’s taken a shine to a student. I’m afraid this
might not pan out!”
Sullivan was scrolling through his phone and hardly looked up.
“Who’s caught Paxton’s disceming eye then?” he asked nonchntly
Bianca forced a smile. “Details are sketchy, but Paxton has publicly praised this violinist and said he
intends to mentor her personally.” Sullivan looked up at his sectary, his voice cool and detached. “Then
let’s put Paxton’s integrity to the test”
At half–past seven, Sullivan returned to the Lowry Mansion..
The opulent dining hall was filled with the aroma of breakfast
Cami, dressed in her elegant attire, sat at the dining table directing the servants, her peripheral vision
catching her son heading upstairs. She stopped him with a detached tone, “She’s gone already!”
Sullivan paused mid–stride. He turned and took a seat at the table, where a servant promptlyid out a
napkin for him
Seeing her son disinclined to speak, Cami couldn’t help but vent. “I heard you were out dealing with
Cressida’s mess in the middle ofst night? Sullivan, I don’t really want to meddle in your affairs, but
the gossip is that you and Megan are heading for a divorce!”
She paused and added, “No matter what, Megan is leagues above Cressida.”
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Sullivan took a sip of his ck coffee and gestured to the servant. “Remember, no creamer next time”
The servant nodded earnestly
Only then did Sullivan address his mother’s concems, “I have no ns for divorce… and I have no
interest in Cressida.”
“But she’s interested in you!” Cami’s face twisted with disdain at the mention of Cressida, “She’s a
crow trying to y peacock!” Sullivan didn’t respond.
Not wanting to strain their rtionship further, Cami pushed an invitation across the table towards
Sullivan, “There’s a party at Mrs. Lambert’s on Thursday. Regardless, you need to show up with
Megan, y the loving couple, and squash those divorce rumors.” Mrs. Lambert?
Sullivan nced at the invitation, it was indeed from the wife of Mr. Lambert of Daybreak Corp
Mr. Lambert had a project underway, one Sullivan was vying for, with decent odds.
Given the timing, the party seemed especially crucial, and without hesitation, Sullivan said, “Til bring
Bianca instead. There’s a project that could use her insight”
world of business.
Besides, Sullivan didn’t want Megan, to get involved in the cutthroat w Cami disapproved, “nca
may bepetent, but she’s just a secretary. Since when do men bring their secretaries to a social
event?”
ure that project, no matter what.