Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 26

Chapter 26:

Vivian looked at Eileen. “Eileen, your thoughts?” she asked.

A pause lingered before Eileen’s face broke into a smile. “You’re asking me? I think that’s a question for Mr. Dawson, considering you’re aiming to be his secretary.”

Vivian said, “These tasks are what you do daily. If I join, it will impact you too. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not here to take your place.” She glanced at Bryan and continued, “I’m just looking for a way to be closer to Bryan without being a burden. It would be more convenient if I could work here.”

Eileen kept smiling, her glance brushing against Bryan’s gaze, only to retreat just as quickly. She remained quiet; her thoughts locked away as if they held no weight.

Vivian turned to Bryan and said, “You’re laying it on thick with Eileen, Bryan. She needs a breather. Life’s not all about work, is it? How about her chances at love? Are you willing to shoulder the cost of her happiness?” Vivian’s tone was gentle, seemingly defending Eileen.

A storm seemed to brew in Eileen’s mind as she felt the weight of Vivian’s words. Bryan’s stare was piercing, almost scorching.

“She holds a senior position,” Bryan finally spoke with an edge. “With the salary and the status come the trade-offs. If she wants to get the money, solitude might just be part of the bargain.”

A shiver raced along Eileen’s spine, understanding what Bryan meant. Vivian seemed oblivious. “It’s over the top. Eileen’s bound to get married someday, right? Time waits for no one, especially not for the ladies. If Eileen hesitates, she might miss her chance.”

Bryan’s annoyance simmered, his voice flat. “Then it’s her choice, isn’t it? She can choose between money and marriage.”

Vivian was taken aback.

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Eileen quickly said, “We’re straying from the point, Miss Warren. Your potential role here has nothing to do with my personal life. And frankly, my views are irrelevant to this discussion. I’ll excuse myself now.”

Vivian reached out to stop Eileen from leaving, her words rushing. “I am worried you will think that I want to steal your job. That’s why I want to seek your insight. Whether you marry or not isn’t my business. Just tell me if I could be Bryan’s secretary.”

Eileen believed Vivian was missing the point; her consent wasn’t necessary here.

our concern; it’s with Ryan. If he

Bryan. “Why do I need to get

carried himself with effortless grace. “Your family treasures your reputation. Wouldn’t your parents be upset to see you

expressions during their last encounter with Bryan. She could bet that Vivian working here

just miffed that you haven’t gotten divorced yet. They fear I’ll be labeled

got my hands full today.” He shot a look toward Eileen. “We’ve got

desk, Vivian leaned in close, lowering her voice. “Eileen, I spotted a scratch on his chest yesterday.

gaze, memories of the clash with Bryan that afternoon surfacing. She had forgotten to be careful, resulting in that scratch. Dropping her gaze, she

yourself on my account. Bryan’s temper flared

“You understand where I’m coming

for some documents. Her voice steady, she assured, “You’re too kind, Miss Warren. It means a lot that you’re

from her shoulders. She leaned closer, her voice a whisper. “Talking to my brother about working here will get

assistant. My help is limited to minor tasks. The best course of action? Take your

plan had to be covert, beginning with that mysterious woman. She gave Eileen’s shoulder a reassuring tap. “I get it. But I also have my reasons for doing this. Just lend me a hand, and when I’m Mrs.

response was a silent smile. If Bryan and Vivian got married, her secret would surely be exposed.

documents she held and made her way to the conference room. With a flip of

in a suit as dark as night, his entrance exuded understated prestige. The soft thud of his shoes echoed as he moved across the room, taking the lead

married soon?” he

Eileen. Then, she realized he was probably influenced by what Vivian had said just before.

nothing serious between us. If you

as the meeting room door swung open, the influx of colleagues breaking the moment. She composed herself and took

end things whenever she

interactions with Bryan, once intimate, had settled into a rigid dance of professionalism. The need to chauffeur him

settled over Eileen’s life, akin to the stillness before a storm, leaving her with

to collect Bailee and then keep Ruby company at the hospital. Years of focus on her career had left

said over the phone, “Could you give me a couple of minutes? I’m running behind. I slept through my alarm and had to

you mention that to me? You need to rest. Head back to bed,

to do that. “Just ten minutes, I promise,” she said, compelling Eileen