Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 35

Chapter 35:

Vivian bit her lip, her gaze clouding over. Kian frowned as he told Bryan, “Her field of study isn’t related to the Warren family’s business. It wouldn’t be fair to see her wronged elsewhere. If she’s set on staying by your side, why not let her?”

Bryan lifted an eyebrow upon witnessing Vivian’s distress, yet his demeanor remained steady. Vivian lowered her head further, a silent shudder passing through her. Kian’s hand found its way to Vivian’s shoulder, offering a semblance of comfort. “Calm down. Collect your things and prepare to get off work. Bryan is just…he probably doesn’t want to trouble you with work.”

Bryan suddenly said, “Still, if you’re keen on it, who’s to say you can’t?”

Vivian’s eyes sparked with faint hope as she lifted them to meet Bryan’s. He averted his gaze, drawing a cigarette and lighting it in a fluid motion. The sight sent a wave of letdown through Vivian, prompting her to exit the office with a heavy heart.

Kian moved to follow, yet Bryan skirted past him, reclaiming his seat. Bryan let out a puff of smoke, meeting Kian with a steady gaze. “Only this time. It won’t happen again.”

Kian paused, momentarily taken aback, then approached Bryan. He placed his hands firmly on the table. “Okay, let’s have dinner tonight. Jacob will be there. I owe you one.”

Bryan’s silence hung in the air, a tacit consent.

By noon, Eileen was in the kitchen, whipping up a hearty bowl of noodles for Huey, packed with meat and eggs. However, the result fell flat, and the flavor even more so. Huey’s dramatic reaction was as if he had tasted poison.

That evening saw Bailee’s return, and as she cooked, Huey’s gripes about Eileen’s culinary attempts filled the room. A quiver ran through Eileen’s lips—surely her cooking couldn’t be that dreadful? Bryan had tasted her cooking twice without a word of complaint. Yet the grimace on Huey’s face was unmistakable. Had Bryan merely been enduring it?

Eileen chewed on her lip, contemplating the unreadable nature of their tastes. As for looking after Huey, it wasn’t all that demanding. A spot of lunch and a quick tidy-up barely cut into her day. Most times, Eileen was simply cradling her phone, her eyes flicking through the company chat that had welcomed Vivian.

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Vivian thanked everyone in the group chat, playfully beseeching the team to guide her as the newcomer. Indeed, Vivian had secured a spot within the Apex Group. The buzz was that she might be Bryan’s new secretary. Judie unexpectedly showered Vivian with praises, her texts dripping with eagerness to please.

“Eileen,” a voice broke Eileen’s focus. It was Bailee, observant as always, having drawn closer after watching Eileen for some time. A quick look at Eileen’s screen made Bailee’s face grow thoughtful. “Did Vivian find out about something?”

Eileen put away her phone. “I’m not sure.”

Bailee’s voice softened. “It’s weighing on you. Spill it. I’m here for you, really. I might not have the answers, but I’ve got an ear to lend!”

A smile played on Eileen’s lips. “It’s a bit about Vivian’s addition to work, taking over Bryan’s secretary role. My hours have been cut back quite a bit, so naturally, my pay follows.”

my paycheck contributes to the pot, doesn’t it? Come

Bailee turned, she caught Huey’s silhouette by the door, his posture casual. Unsure if he

Club. Glancing at the

a VIP card, the doors might as well be

a nightmare. If I’m not inside soon, I’ll never hear the end of it. She’s not picking

unbuckled her seatbelt with resolve. “Come on, let’s

these spots with Bryan had been frequent enough that her presence was almost a key in itself. Bailee perked up, trailing behind Eileen. They hadn’t

the guard, ushering them under the vibrant lights. Their casual attire felt oddly juxtaposed against

Bailee’s boss when the receptionist said, “Miss Curtis, Mr. Dawson is still in

twist, the receptionist’s attention drifted past them.

around, her gaze locking on Bryan, who was clad in black, his stature towering and lean. A cigarette rested between

Vivian who reacted quickly, slipping through Bryan’s side with an ease

come for Bryan? How did you know

link of their arms. She curved her lips into a

She has a document to

shifted to Bailee, taking in her long black hair and delicate features. An eyebrow arched, he queried, “She is your sister? Seems familiar. Have our

keep Bailee’s connection to the Warren Group

weave a

document, Bailee? It could ripple through my business—” A woman in her forties with a robust presence approached from the elevator,

odds, Ms. Warren?

casually as he replied, “Oh, just hanging out

quick introduction. “This is Bailee Brooks, our intern. I

on, glancing at Eileen before replying, “Ah, so the sister of Miss Curtis is working in

few more words with the woman,

a swift nod and a fleeting smile to Eileen, took the papers, and went back to her

aware of Bryan’s gaze, steadfast on

when Bryan announced, “You guys don’t

Eileen, escaping from Vivian’s grip. Vivian bit her lip as her eyes darted

Eileen could only

Bryan settled next to her, a blend of sandalwood and the lingering trace of tobacco filled her senses. It was

you send her home for some rest? Miss Curtis here seems to be on a perpetual call