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.

I go and

said,

Vivian watching regretfully, Eileen departed with Bryan. As predicted, Oak Villas and Dawson Mansion were besieged by

near her apartment on quieter roads, Eileen found herself circling, unsure of her

dawn?” Bryan’s low, raspy voice

temples, his eyes still closed. His ability to speak indicated he had been

room for you?” Eileen

his voice carrying an undeniable allure in the silence

speaking, yet Bryan continued, “Alternatively, we could just park by the roadside and spend the night here.” He stressed the final words significantly, leaving her no room to

her home. The moment they stopped, even before Eileen

made her way to the door, Bryan was already there, leaning against the doorframe. The moonlight stretched his shadow across the

on the door, unable to meet his eyes. She typed in

the password?” Bryan

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

a soft

the door, Eileen drew the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, hoping to deter any reporters

felt a warm hand on her waist. Bryan’s body was close against hers, making her pause. Bryan

this

to face him, her expression

returned. We shouldn’t carry on like this,” Eileen

a look that seemed to challenge her words. “Oh? Don’t need the money

of alcohol and smoke clung to Bryan, enveloping Eileen as he drew closer. “Eileen, I’ve never

or for breaking protocol on Vivian’s behalf that evening. Bryan’s gaze was intense as he held her close. Taking a deep breath, Eileen finally looked up at him. “Mr. Dawson, I refuse to be a

soft chuckle. “A home wrecker?

believed. She was Bryan’s wife, after all. Even if he didn’t acknowledge her, calling her a home wrecker wasn’t fair. But now, with Vivian

averted her gaze, sensing the edge in his tone. “Why?” Her voice was

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,

“Mr. Dawson…” she began.

her off, “We’re not at

It wasn’t until Bryan scooped her up

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