Chapter 6

Chapter 6:

Uncertainty flickered across Eileen’s eyes, masked by her dense lashes. “That’s a question for Mr. Dawson,” she suggested gently.

Vivian was perplexed. “I’ve asked him. He insists he’s in the dark, though I doubt that. Even though his wife was chosen by his grandmother, he must know something about her, don’t you think?”

Eileen could only respond with a shake of her head. “In all my time here, I’ve never seen Mr. Dawson seek out that information. Whether he’s had others look into it, I can’t say.”

The disbelief was evident on Vivian’s face, her mind grappling with the idea of Bryan not pursuing the matter.

Eileen considered for a moment before replying, “Perhaps Mr. Dawson is waiting for the right moment, needing his grandmother’s say-so for decisions like a divorce.”

Vivian pondered the response, then said, “That’s valid. Yet persuading Stella might prove difficult without his wife’s support.”

The smile on her face began to wane as she felt a sense of burden creeping in.

“I can’t take this on myself. Bryan doesn’t need the added stress,” Vivian muttered.

The moment Kian emerged from the office, Vivian’s concern propelled her to his side.

“What happened? Did you do something to Bryan?” she inquired, a note of anxiety in her voice.

“We just had a conversation,” Kian assured her, though his attention seemed anchored on Eileen. He leaned in, resting his hands on Eileen’s desk.

“Miss Curtis, expect Vivian here more frequently. If she steps out of bounds, I apologize in advance,” he said.

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Eileen held his gaze, her demeanor steady.

“Understood.”

full height, Kian told Vivian, “I’ll come pick you up this afternoon. You’ll go home

thoughts, she requested, “Come pick me up

asked, “Tired of Bryan, are

won’t understand. You can leave now…”

to her thoughts. Composure had returned to her more swiftly than she

she gestured to Eileen with her

course,” Eileen responded, offering a warm smile before returning to her

Vivian had vanished as swiftly as they had erupted, yet the ripples were felt throughout Apex Group. Amid the day’s chaos, Eileen navigated a stream of urgent tasks, her presence in Bryan’s office frequent as she facilitated the

gaze often met hers, laden with unspoken thoughts. Eileen knew better than to engage, focusing instead

and Bryan, and soon, it was almost time to get off work. However, a text from Vivian broke

planned for Bryan tonight at the O.V.

the evening. Eileen was hesitant, but before she

520, 7 P.M.

Eileen texted back an acknowledgment. Approaching Bryan’s office, she rapped on the door with a measured

there’s been a change for this evening. There’s

the approach of the evening. “We can

critical,”

“Hand over the paperwork. Meanwhile, ready

delay. Sliding behind the wheel, she navigated the car smoothly from the underground parking lot.

of the city, a beacon of opulence. It wasn’t foreign

silence enveloping them as Eileen pressed the button for their destination. The

stepping forward with an air of familiarity, his gaze capturing

as a sudden burst of light unveiled a celebration in wait. The room bloomed to life, awash with roses and the soft glow of candles encircling Vivian, resplendent in

faces from Bryan’s university days, came into view. They

stood motionless, caught in a moment of uncertainty. As the cheer ebbed

Bryan and Eileen. “This was my doing,” she said, her eyes

part of the ploy. But shouldn’t this be a moment of joy for Bryan, with Vivian orchestrating such an elaborate gesture? Yet, Bryan’s gaze lingered on Eileen,

Eileen’s defense, took Bryan’s hand. “Please, no blame should fall on her. It was my plea

slightest smile, a gesture that seemed more

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