Chapter 7

Chapter 7:

Eileen’s eyes grew wide with surprise. The idea of going to her place had caught her off guard.

“Bryan!” Vivian reappeared, nestling into Bryan’s embrace with a playful smile. “My high school graduation photos are missing, and they’re not giving them to me. Come and help me out here!”

With those words, she rose, took hold of Bryan’s hand, and led him away through a sea of people.

Eileen sat up straight, turning Bryan’s suggestion over in her mind. The reporters gathered there weren’t just aiming to snap pictures; they would certainly attempt to halt their progress for interviews if given the opportunity. If Bryan ended up drinking too much, it would be a simple task for someone from Oak Villas to intercept them. It was a given that individuals would be waiting at the Dawson Mansion’s gates as well.

Compared to these scenarios, her home was indeed a safer option, yet it wasn’t the sole choice available.

As Eileen waded through her uncertainty, the crowd began to thin out. Jacob made his way to Eileen and spoke, “Bryan’s had too much to drink. Bring the car around, and I’ll assist you in getting him inside.”

“Thank you, Mr. Meyer,” Eileen said. Grateful for Jacob’s offer, she left to fetch the car. She parked at the entrance of the D.V. Club, exited the car, and opened the door to help Jacob with Bryan.

Bryan slumped into the seat, his head lolling to the side, visibly intoxicated. It was a first for Eileen, witnessing Bryan in such a state.

“He’s never been one to drink heavily. Vivian’s presence must have thrilled him!”

This remark led to a burst of laughter, with Vivian turning a shade of red and retreating into Bryan’s embrace.

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“Miss Curtis, I’m entrusting your care. Please be cautious on your journey,” Kian said, turning to Eileen with a smile.

After closing the car door, Eileen offered a brief nod.

“Warren, Miss Warren, Mr. Meyer, I’ll be taking Mr. Dawson home now.”

Vivian waved goodbye but whispered a complaint to Kian.

and take care

Kian said,

departed with Bryan. As predicted, Oak Villas and Dawson

Eileen found herself

until dawn?” Bryan’s low, raspy voice broke the

him massaging his temples, his eyes still closed. His ability to speak indicated he had been conscious for some

a hotel room for you?” Eileen suggested softly. Any location seemed preferable to her

your place,” Bryan stated, his voice carrying an undeniable allure in the silence of

verge of speaking, yet Bryan continued, “Alternatively, we could just park by the roadside and spend the night here.” He stressed the

she evaded the reporters in pursuit and headed for her home. The moment

was already there, leaning against the doorframe. The moonlight stretched his

her gaze fixed firmly on the door, unable to meet his eyes. She typed in the password to unlock

password?”

birthday. The door clicked open, and she gestured for him

out a soft laugh and stepped

drew the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, hoping to deter any reporters from taking photos. Such

against hers, making her

this our spot from now

face him, her

We shouldn’t carry on like

softly, giving her a look that seemed to challenge her words.

their tumultuous relationship. The mix of alcohol and smoke clung to Bryan, enveloping Eileen as he drew closer. “Eileen, I’ve never been one to play by

her transition from assistant to mistress, or for breaking protocol on Vivian’s behalf that evening. Bryan’s gaze was intense as he held her close. Taking a

“A

Bryan’s wife, after all. Even if he didn’t acknowledge her, calling her a home wrecker wasn’t fair. But now, with Vivian in the picture and Bryan choosing

her gaze, sensing the edge in his tone. “Why?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, yet it carried firm

you, and you’re just obedient enough,” he said, his voice a mix of allure and command that clouded her thoughts. Eileen struggled to grasp what he meant. She wanted to challenge him, to question why he wouldn’t seek out Vivian instead. Wouldn’t

“Mr. Dawson…” she began.

cut her off, “We’re not at work. Call me

Eileen felt a turmoil inside her, making it hard to meet his gaze. It wasn’t until Bryan scooped her

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