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.”

contributes to the pot, doesn’t it? Come on, wash your hands. Dinner is

Bailee turned, she caught Huey’s silhouette by the

ringtone sliced through the chatter—urgent business from her boss to handle at the Royal Club. Glancing at the clock, which declared the hour close to nine, Eileen reached for

arrived at the Royal Club in due time, where exclusivity reigned, and without a VIP card, the doors might as well be walls. Bailee called her boss

not inside soon, I’ll never hear the end of

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

her presence was almost a key in itself. Bailee perked up, trailing behind Eileen. They hadn’t even reached the guard

Curtis, welcome,” greeted the guard, ushering them under the vibrant lights.

inquire about Bailee’s boss when the receptionist said, “Miss Curtis, Mr. Dawson is still in his usual suite. Coming

the receptionist’s attention drifted past them. “Right on time. Mr. Dawson is on

Bryan, who was clad in black, his

was Vivian who reacted quickly, slipping through Bryan’s side

did you know to find him here?” she

lingered briefly on the link of their arms. She curved her lips into a practiced smile

my sister. She has

black hair and delicate features. An eyebrow arched, he queried, “She is

keen to keep Bailee’s connection to the Warren

she could weave a distraction, the

woman in her forties with a robust presence approached from the elevator, then halted upon

the odds, Ms. Warren? You’re also here?” the woman

casually as he replied, “Oh, just hanging out

Bailee to come closer and gave a quick introduction. “This is Bailee Brooks,

Eileen before replying, “Ah, so the sister of Miss

more words with the woman, informing her of Bailee’s

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

Eileen was aware of Bryan’s gaze, steadfast on her, stirring a sense of

was poised to leave when Bryan announced, “You guys don’t need to drive me

bit her lip as her eyes darted between Bryan

Bryan’s decision, Eileen could only reply, “Understood,

the lingering trace

some rest? Miss Curtis here seems to be on a perpetual call of duty with Bryan, even during her