Chapter 151


    Chapter 151


    Megan hadn’t even spoken when Sullivan caught her hand, his gaze intense. “Tm heading back to


    Borough City to handle this right now! Megan, I’ll keep this under wraps, and minimize the fallout.”


    Megan looked down, her expression somber,


    After a moment, she forced a bitter smile. “How can you possibly keep this under wraps? With over


    100,000 shares, Sullivan, tell me,


    how?”


    Sullivan’s grip tightened, but then he let go and walked away.


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    Sullivan made it to the theater entrance.


    he dide!


    He couldn’t help but tum back to look at Megan, but she didn’t see him.


    She stood under the spotlight, looking utterly vulnerable and alone.


    She softly asked the theater manager, “Could I have a moment to myself, please?”


    The manager, empathetic towards her plight, quickly agreed. “Of course, Ms. Quigley. I’ll clear the


    ce out. You can stay as long as you need. We close at 6 PM.”


    Megan whispered her thanks.


    Once everyone had left, Megan picked up her violin again and yed Meditation with her eyes closed.


    It was her mother’s favorite piece, and Megan remembered those summer nights as a child when her


    mother would hum it to her as she fell asleep in her arms.


    The music was tense, snapping from the strain..


    Megan slowly put down the violin. She stood there for what seemed like an eternity, finally picking up


    her phone to call her father Joseph. After a few rings, he answered.


    Silence filled the air between them.


    The shallow breathing on the other end told Megan that her father was already aware of the situation.


    Choked up, Megan managed to say, “Dad, I’m sorry!”


    There was silence on the line for a long half–minute.


    When Joseph finally spoke, his voice was hoarse with emotion, revealing the torment of that half–


    minute. “Megan, I never wanted you! trade your lifetime of happiness for Wyatt’s ten years.”


    Tears filled Megan’s eyes as she slowly crouched down, overwhelmed by the pain. Her body ached,


    her heart ached, and everything hurt. The pride of her family, which didn’t copse when her brother


    went to jail, shattered the moment Cressida stepped into Quinn Haven.


    If she hadn’t harbored that youthful crush on Sullivan, would she be in this mess today?


    Her family, her father, subjected to such disgrace!


    And her mother, who had kept their home spotless all her life, now couldn’t rest in peace!


    Megan crouched down, sobbing uncontrobly.


    She stayed in the theater until dusk, and instead of going back to her hotel, she wandered silently


    along the riverfront..


    The setting sun was a fiery red, coloring the earth with its glo


    The bustling city and its centuries–old buildings only highlighted her downfall.


    Megan walked from dusk till dawn, knowing that the scandal had been smoothed over during that time,


    with no one mentioning Cressida’s photos on social media anymore. They had been wiped clean. But


    the elite circles of Borough City knew that Sullivan’s mistress had entered Quinn Haven and taken a set


    of innocently provocative photos.


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    Such irony!


    At 7 AM, she returned to the hotel.


    Stepping out of the elevator, she saw Sullivan leaning against the wall opposite her suite, staring at the


    door number, lost in thought