Chapter 59

Chapter 59:

Eileen’s waist collided with the table’s edge, her expression twisted in agony. Vivian’s question hung unanswered in the charged air.

Unfazed by the audience of coworkers, Vivian stepped closer. “Eileen, you’re shameless!”

With a swift motion, she reached out to strike Eileen.

Yet, Eileen caught her wrist, her gaze steady. “Blaming me isn’t going to work. This has nothing to do with me. We’re at work. Act like it.”

Kian and Vivian thought Eileen was an easy target, stirring up trouble and urging her to engage with Bryan when they should be asking Bryan to solve this.

Vivian struggled to free her wrist, her cheeks flushed with effort.

“So what? Are you scared?” Vivian taunted. “Scared everyone will see you for who you are? That they’ll judge you for sleeping with the boss?”

Eileen met her gaze coolly. “I’m just afraid you’ll embarrass yourself.”

Releasing Vivian, Eileen smoothed her attire and returned to her office.

The secretarial staff witnessed Eileen’s clash with Vivian. Upon Eileen’s return, Karla approached her with a stack of documents in hand.

Karla wanted to ask about the altercation, but noticing Eileen’s somber expression, she chose not to say anything about that and left.

The whispers had cast a pall over the office. Eileen was also lost in thought about the enigma entwining Bryan and Vivian.

A suspicion tickled the back of her mind. Perhaps…

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Bryan didn’t love Vivian.

Memories of Bryan and Vivian’s interactions drifted through her mind.

She couldn’t quite figure out if her suspicion was true.

A sharp sound snapped the quiet of the office; the door swung open. Eileen looked up to find Kian strolling in casually.

His conversation with Bryan remained a mystery, but the smile on his face had returned.

His eyes, however, were icy and calculating. “You have days left,” he told Eileen.

Eileen didn’t know if Kian was testing her by appearing clueless about the matter with Jonathan. She didn’t want to beat around the bush with him. “Jonathan’s out of the hospital. He won’t take legal action against Bailee,” she said.

Kian, eyebrows arched, lounged against her desk with a nonchalant air.

comforting her. Eventually, they’ll be together. You should walk away from Bryan before Vivian wins him completely. Otherwise, you’ll face severe

valuing the heads-up. “Mr. Warren,” she held her ground. “Yet, my

he had seen someone so fearless in the face of power. He offered

time. I appreciate you a lot. But remember, I only give chances to those who act

those words, he

attire was unassuming in style but screamed luxury, making clear the influence he

him was unthinkable

that line. She knew that her life

life would be

Bryan’s office, her smile

surprise, Vivian stayed here to

joined Bryan for lunch with the

on the cusp of forty, a widower with

early days at Apex Group had involved delicate negotiations with Harlan. His company

leap from intern to full employee, prompting her to arrange numerous

challenge: mentor his son, aiming for

place. Harlan, impressed, had promptly

Harlan had shown gratitude towards Eileen multiple times. So, Bryan had barred

a year

I sing praises for your assistant, it’s all in good spirits.

the ash off his

her eyes clear and bright. The soft light reflecting off her

attire, simple compared to Vivian’s polished look, didn’t dim her

can’t be serious. Our venture is moving smoothly. Eileen

accepted the explanation without finding fault but remained keen on engaging

sat with ease, the top buttons of his shirt undone, adding an

conversation with Eileen

regard, perhaps you should have a few drinks with him to

and instructed, “Pour Mr.

suddenly shifted to one of displeasure, and he discarded his cigarette, about to snatch the bottle from Eileen’s hand when Eileen nodded in agreement. “You’re right. I should pour Mr. Clarkson

at Bryan, then rose

Harlan

her out for meals privately before and had

him now would seem ungracious

gaze lingered on Bryan, his posture casual yet

smooth sailing of our

“‘Indeed. Dawson has no pretenses, and Eileen, your

Eileen picked up her glass, toasting, “Here’s to a rewarding path ahead for

a hearty swig. Then, he said, “Don’t feel obliged to drink up. A sip is

she still finished her glass and then settled back into her

just a flicker in Eileen’s peripheral vision. Harlan beckoned Bryan for a drink, and

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