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.

be together. You should walk

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

power. He offered a pat on her shoulder, a gesture heavier than it looked. Eileen shifted

I, we’ve been acquaintances for some time. I appreciate you a lot. But remember, I only give chances to those who act

words, he

style but screamed luxury, making clear the

was

that line. She knew that

her life

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

Vivian stayed here

Vivian joined Bryan

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

Apex Group had involved delicate negotiations with Harlan. His company had been on

Harlan had been the key to Eileen’s leap from intern to full employee, prompting her to arrange numerous meetings

challenge: mentor his son,

to third place. Harlan, impressed, had promptly inked a

multiple times. So, Bryan

had been almost a year

a lot. Then, he said to Bryan, “Mr. Dawson, when I sing praises for your assistant, it’s all in good spirits.

ash off his cigarette,

gaze landed on Eileen, her eyes clear and bright. The soft light reflecting off her glass

simple compared to Vivian’s

said, “Mr. Clarkson, you can’t be serious. Our venture is moving smoothly. Eileen just

but remained keen on engaging Eileen in

Bryan sat with ease, the top buttons of his shirt undone,

his conversation with

said, “Eileen, since Mr. Clarkson holds you in such high regard, perhaps you should have a few drinks with

offered the bottle to Eileen and instructed, “Pour Mr. Clarkson

one of displeasure, and he discarded his cigarette, about to snatch the bottle from Eileen’s hand when Eileen nodded

then rose

encounters, she knew Harlan always had respect for

out for meals privately before and had gratefully accepted

a defensive stance against him now

gaze lingered on Bryan, his posture

let’s hope for the continued smooth sailing of our collaboration,” Eileen said,

has no pretenses, and Eileen,

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

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

with a smile. But she still finished her glass and then settled

in Eileen’s peripheral vision. Harlan beckoned Bryan for