Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 14

Chapter 14:

“There’s no need for that. I won’t be buying or living in that house anyway,” Eileen said, bringing silence from Judie. After a pause, Eileen asked pointedly, “How much money do you want from me?”

Judie gave a quick laugh before she replied, “At least two and a half million. I also raised fifty thousand, depending on you for the rest.”

“You must be joking, right? More than two million? How can I get that much money for you?” Eileen said.

A hint of entitlement crept into Judie’s tone. “Surely you can request that from Mr. Dawson?”

Eileen stood by the window, her eyes deep as she said, “My relationship with Mr. Dawson is none of your business. Roderick’s my brother, but we’re never close. It’s not my responsibility to do everything for him. If you’re capable of purchasing the house, proceed. If not, don’t expect me to buy it for you.”

Eileen stood her ground, her stance fueling Judie’s frustration. Judie had thought of strategies to leverage Eileen’s sense of obligation against her, so she quickly replied, “That’s not how it should be. Mom said you would be our support. And unlike Roderick, I at least have a university degree. If you’re not going to help, I might as well end the marriage. Then, this is all on you.”

Eileen absorbed her words with cool detachment. “Is your degree your pride? Without my referral, you’d be nowhere near Apex Group. Your status is no better than Roderick’s. Choose divorce if you must; it doesn’t concern me at all. And remember, your position in the company is precarious at best. Step out of line again, and it’s the end of the road for you. Don’t test my word.”

Ending the call decisively, Eileen set the phone aside. The distant echo of its ringing trailed off as she retreated to her room, ignoring Judie’s persistent calls.

Her sleep was uninterrupted. Bryan did not arrive unexpectedly. Moreover, recent days saw him commuting solo, affording Eileen some peace. Yet, Vivian’s presence in the office became more pronounced as she seamlessly assumed Eileen’s usual duties, like bringing in coffee and getting documents signed.

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Eileen’s encounters with Bryan grew scarce, limited to brief exchanges in meetings where subtle acknowledgments passed between them under the cover of professionalism.

In her interactions with Vivian, Eileen remained candid, relaying Bryan’s comings and goings without fail. With the annual team-building event on the horizon, Eileen knew participation was essential. The tradition at Apex Group was a yearly affair, and they would need to vote to determine the location of the event.

for this meeting. Vivian’s enthusiasm for the proposed destinations was clear. “Bryan, mountain climbing

landed on Eileen, noticing she was gazing at a spot on the documents. He said, “The goal is to unwind and relax. Mountain climbing would be too tiring.” Reaching over, he gently tapped on the spot Eileen had been looking at. “Here’s a thought—four days at this resort should offer everyone a chance to recharge. We’ll leave in three days.” His decision, while reasonable, left Vivian momentarily disappointed, but she acquiesced with a playful huff, extracting a

he passed her the

processing Bryan’s abrupt choice, Eileen

concern drew Eileen back from her daze. “You seem absent-minded,” she remarked, linking

practiced smile. “Mr. Dawson’s decision just caught me

might have seen through her preference, but she quickly brushed

engaging in small talk that hinted at something unsaid. As the day wound down, Vivian presented

look so happy these days; I thought this might cheer you up,” Vivian

the high-end brand, Eileen immediately refused Vivian. “Rest is all I need, not

the gift closer to Eileen. “It’s already

opened the door. Reacting swiftly,

instructions were succinct. “We’ll need additional rooms—Kian and Jacob are joining the trip.” Eileen’s response came with a hint of

her participation nonchalantly as she trailed after Bryan. Left alone, Eileen grappled with

cosmetics, she stayed away from Eileen, only

Oak Villas at eight tomorrow morning,” Bryan said, pausing

nodded,

with a courteous smile. The chance of returning the gift hadn’t materialized. Leaving the cosmetics here could invite unwanted

if it had been from a casual friend, wouldn’t have been a big deal. But it was from Vivian, and there were likely strings

Villas at eight. With no sign of Bryan outside

“Come up,” Bryan said.

gesture caught her by surprise—Bryan pulled her inside. The

embrace. His lips met hers in a fleeting touch, and in the dim