Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

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.

her. Eventually, they’ll be together. You should walk away from Bryan

the heads-up. “Mr. Warren,” she held her ground. “Yet, my fate as Mr. Dawson’s assistant lies

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

I, we’ve been acquaintances for some time. I appreciate you

words, he

screamed luxury, making clear the influence

him was unthinkable

knew

her life

from Bryan’s office, her smile was soft, her earlier distress seemingly

Eileen’s surprise, Vivian stayed here to

and Vivian joined Bryan

on the cusp of forty, a widower with a son who had a streak

His company had been

been the key to Eileen’s leap from intern to full employee, prompting her to

seeking to test her, had presented a challenge: mentor his son, aiming for top-ten class ranks

to third place.

gratitude towards Eileen multiple times. So, Bryan had barred Eileen from continuing

had been almost a year since Eileen last

lunch, Harlan complimented Eileen a lot. Then, he said to Bryan, “Mr. Dawson, when I sing praises for your assistant, it’s all in good spirits. Why the long face? I’ve noticed some less-than-stellar staff heading our

ash off his cigarette, his expression

clear and bright. The soft light reflecting off her glass of red wine played across her features, enhancing her natural

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

serious. Our venture is moving smoothly. Eileen just has plenty

the explanation without finding fault but remained keen on engaging

top buttons of his shirt undone, adding an

kept his conversation with Eileen

Mr. Clarkson holds you in such high regard, perhaps you should have a few drinks with him

to Eileen and instructed, “Pour Mr. Clarkson a

the bottle from Eileen’s hand when

Bryan, then rose

past encounters, she knew Harlan always

privately before

defensive stance against him now would seem ungracious

Bryan, his

for the continued smooth sailing of our collaboration,” Eileen said, pouring a glass

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

Harlan, Eileen picked up her glass, toasting, “Here’s to a rewarding

swig. Then, he said, “Don’t feel obliged to drink up. A sip is enough. Mr. Dawson and I

still finished her glass and then settled back into

Harlan beckoned Bryan for a drink,