Chapter 149


    Chapter 149


    Sullivan whispered with a hint of curiosity, “What’s got you no lickled pink?”


    Megan was rarely this chipper.


    But the nature of her rtionship with Sullivan wasn’t exactly the kind to share tidbits of joy. Clutching


    her phone, she mumbled vaguely, “That thing I’ve been dying to get in finally back in stock!”


    Sullivan thought it was some kind ofury item, maybe jewelry. He chuckled, “I’ll buy you whatever


    you’re hankering for


    Megan didn’t take the bait Pinching her phone, ale tiptoed barefoot into the walk–in closet, leaving


    Sullivan’s voice trailing behind her, “Always on that phone What, keeping secrets from me? Got some


    new lunk in your DM67”


    Inside the closet. Megan chose an outfit and slipped into it. Her voice was soft but clear, “What secrets


    could I possibly have? Isn’t Harmony City your turf? Must be quite nostalgic being back here, bul?”


    Sullivan felt a twinge inside


    He followed her, leaning on the door frame, watching her calm demeanor and naid, “I never had an


    affair with hert I neverid a finger on hert That photo was snapped without my knowledge”


    Megan justughed it off, nonchntly pulling up her ck fis stockings,


    Her legs were slender, and with the stockings, she was the epitome of allure.


    Sullivan, of course, was fond of that look, but when Megan wore such tempting attire out in public, it


    didn’t sit well with him. He grumbled, “It’s freezing out, and you’re wearing that?”


    Megan breezed past him toward the bathroom


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    “You expect me


    e to go bare–legged under a coat and dress?”


    Sullivan frowned and asked. “Don’t you have anything thicker?”


    ncing up while freshening up, Megan’s gaze met Sullivan’s in the mirror. After a moment, she said


    softly, “Sullivan, if you’re not happy, I’ll remember to wear something thicker next time. After all, I’m still


    counting on you to defend my brother in court. I wouldn’t dare upset you.


    Her sarcasm stung Sullivan.


    Yet he didn’t fly back home. Instead, he apanied Megan to the Harmony City Opera House for


    Paxton’s worldwide ssical musicunch, given that Paxton hailed from Harmony City


    Upon arrival. Megan was greeted warmly by the event coordinator, “Ms. Quigley, you’re here bright and


    early.”


    Megan nodded in acknowledgment.


    Then, as if just noticing Sullivan, the coordinator asked, “And who might this be?”


    Sullivan nced at Megan and then shook hands with the coordinator, saying, Tm her husband


    The coordinator had an ‘aha‘ moment, “Ah, Ms. Quigley’s off the market so young!”


    Megan cast a sidelong nce at Sullivan. He gracefully gestured with his hand and retreated to the


    audience seats.


    Watching Megan work was fascinating to him; she oversaw everything from stage design to lighting


    adjustments, her voice soft and weing as the spring breeze when she spoke… An attractive


    woman always seemed to have an edge at work, efficient and swift.


    Once the lighting was perfect


    Megan stood center stage and yed a violin piece to test the acoustics. Under the bright lights, her


    posture was captivating, her bowing graceful and ssical, her profile wless.


    She shone so brightly that it moved Sullivan’s heart.


    His breath was uneven, yet he couldn’t bring himself to look away, simply watching her from a distance


    brought him immense


    satisfaction.


    A tender spot within him stirred.


    Sullivan realized, he was smitten with Megan.


    Just as he was lost in his infatuation, his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was a call from Bianca


    Sullivan took onest look at Megan, unaware that this would be thest time he’d see her perform so


    eamestly, basking in her talent, shining in her element.


    He answered Bianca’s call.


    And the moment he did, he heard Bianca’s voice, shocked and panicked, “Mr. Lowry, something’s


    wrong with Cressida!”