Chapter 24
He was hell–bent on making things tough for Megan, leaning to the side with a smirk, testing the watern, “Hey, Sullivan, look who’s here–Megan!”
Sullivan fiddled with his lighter, not making a peep.
Bennett
was
sure now–Sullivan didn’t care about Megan, so he called out to her on stage, “Hey Megan, over here!”
Megan looked their way. She knew Bennett was up to no good, but Timothy was there, and she had to show him some respect
Approaching. Bennett poured her three glasses of red wine. He spoke with feigned politeness, “Megan, what a surprise to bump into you here! When you married Sullivan, Victoria threw a bit of a tantrum, I’m here to apologize on her behalf today!”
Bennett was a regular socialite–what was drinking to him?
Three glasses of red wine were like sipping water
He stared at Megan after downing his drink, “Megan, you’re Mrs. Lowry now. You wouldn’t look down on me, would you? Refuse to let bygones be bygones?”
Timothy sat there, a long finger propped against his chin.
Megan was one of his people originally, so it was his place to step in. But since Sullivan hadn’t said a word, what was he to do? Besides, he was curious to see Sullivan’s reaction.
He glanced at Sullivan.
Leaning against the couch, still in intervening
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the lighter, Sullivan’s eyes were half–closed, emotion inscrutable. He seemed uninterested
Timothy thought to himself that it looked like Sullivan and Megan were really headed for divorce. He was about to offer some words of peace when Megan picked up a glass of wine.
She stared quietly at Bennett, asking softly. If I drink these three glasses, does that mean you’ll never trouble me again, no matter what?”
Bennett’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Yes, he’d been planning to give Megan a hard time once she divorced Sullivan,
He hadn’t expected Megan to be so much smarter than he thought.
But three glasses were indeed enough to put Megan on the spot!
Bennett chuckled lightly, “Alright, I promise you. Drink these three glasses, and we’ll wipe the slate clean. Even if you divorce Sullivan, I won’t make things difficult for you.
Megan knew him well enough not to fear him backing out on his word. She looked down at the red wine in her hand.
Her tolerance was low, one glass could knock her out, but she had no choice but to drink… the Quigley family was on shaky ground, and she couldn’t afford another enemy.
Megan tilted her head back and downed an entire glass.
The fair skin of her face flushed a soft pink, spreading to the tips of her ears, Her eyes gained a charm not usually there, a blend of girl and woman, quite captivating.
Bennett felt a flutter in his chest. He didn’t quite understand what he was feeling.
After Megan finished two glasses, Timothy finally spoke up, “Bennett, that’s enough!”
But Bennett wouldn’t let up, still intent on making a point.
Megan was already feeling it, but she picked up the third glass, her slender fingers trembling slightly.
Just as she was about to drink, Sullivan spoke up with a cool voice, “Enough!”
Everyone was surprised
Sullivan stood up from the couch, grabbed Megan’s wrist, and took the wine glass from her hand. He looked at Bennett with a hint of displeasure. “Ill drink this last glass for my wife”
He tipped back the wine and then led Megan–away.
Silence fell over the room
No one was a fool; it was clear that Bennett had just made an enemy of Sullivan.
After a moment, Timothy gaye Bennett a pat, “Misjudged the situation, did you? Don’t beat yourself up. Even I didn’t see Sullivan stepping in. But if you think about it, if he really didn’t care, they would’ve divorced when the Quigley family started to crumble. It’s been
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over a year
Bennett leaned back, covering his eyes with his hand. Suddenly, he felt a pang of discomfort
