Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 12

Chapter 12:

Eileen harbored a wish to gently alert Vivian about Bryan’s infidelity. But the woman in the car had no one but her.

“Place your faith in Mr. Dawson. It’s best to address your concerns with him directly,” Eileen said.

Confronted with Vivian’s troubled eyes, Eileen found herself evading the truth.

Vivian exhaled a burdened sigh. “He’s not being honest with me. Even if that wasn’t him in the elevator, he’s concealing something. This morning’s message had me rushing from the hospital to confront him at Oak Villas, but he was not there. His absence from home and the office left too many questions.”

Vivian’s car seats were made of leather, emanating warmth for the people sitting on them. But Eileen felt the chill of anxiety instead, her composure teetering on the edge as Vivian’s unsuspecting trust weighed heavily on her.

Eileen eventually suggested, “Miss Warren, it’s best to seek clarity directly from Mr. Dawson. Speculating won’t do any good.”

Vivian’s expression was a tangle of hurt and determination. “You know what he is like. If he intends to keep secrets, they’ll remain hidden. My asking will only serve to tip him off or, worse, provoke his anger over my distrust. The risk of confrontation is too great.”

Silence hung heavy as Eileen grappled for the right words to reply. Outside, an argument unfolded, granting Eileen a moment’s reprieve as she feigned interest in the disturbance.

Vivian, growing impatient for a response, pressed the horn to scatter the quarreling duo.

Before Eileen could gather her thoughts, Vivian’s plea was earnest. “Eileen, I’m at my wit’s end. You’re all I’ve got. Having been abroad for so long has left me with no friends. Please, you’re the only friend I can rely on now.” Her voice lowered to a whisper. “My brother cannot know about this, or Bryan will face his wrath.”

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“What do you want me to do to help you?” Eileen asked.

“Keep tabs on him for me. His comings and goings after he returns each day. Tell me,” Vivian said.

Eileen’s heart sank. Despite the turmoil within, her reply was firm: “My days are already consumed by work with Mr. Dawson. To take on such a task would be daunting. Besides, if he finds out about this, my career will surely end.”

Vivian’s posture deflated, her hope dissolving. After a while, she conceded defeat. “You can leave now. I need space to think,” she said.

crowd back to her own vehicle. As she departed,

next move, one thing was clear—Vivian would pursue the truth on

how Bryan had managed to enter this morning. She had told Bryan that the passcode was her birthday, naively believing he wouldn’t

eventually let the idea go. After changing into her business attire, she headed for

lingered outside the company, a testament to the recent scandal. Their boldness had waned

the elevator, Eileen sensed the shift in her colleagues’ stares—was it her tardiness that drew

to which Eileen responded with a smile before proceeding to Bryan’s office with a file in

Vivian and Kian present—an unexpected

changed from the morning’s earlier despair. Her poise and composure made it seem like her earlier doubts about Bryan had vanished, her words hinting to Eileen to keep

gracious smile, Eileen acknowledged the Warrens. “Mr. Warren, Miss Warren, I

can go ahead with your work; don’t mind me. I left

dark eyes

the siblings’ watchful eyes. She had grabbed a random file, coming here to alert Bryan

discuss this in the conference room shortly, and I’ll

the file. “Sure,

Kian with a nod

solitude of the corridor,

rose to fetch herself some toffee from the pantry. Approaching, she caught a murmur

it really her

heights with her looks and ability. It’s not tough

chatter teased. Eileen filled her cup, acknowledged the room

notably louder. “Did anyone else notice

But

The rumor mill churned.

at her desk, coffee in hand, Eileen rested for a short while. She then headed to

on the air conditioning

Startled, Eileen collided with Bryan, her nose hitting his

so soon?” he inquired, his fingers tenderly brushing

that the emptiness of the meeting room would soon be breached. As she tried to put some space between them,