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.

saying, “Vivian’s in there, and Bryan is comforting her. Eventually, they’ll be together. You should

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

the face of power. He offered a pat on her shoulder, a gesture heavier than it

for some time. I appreciate you

those words,

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

was

knew that her life hinged on Bryan’s

Bryan, her life would be

emerged from Bryan’s office, her smile was soft, her

surprise, Vivian stayed here

Eileen and Vivian joined Bryan

the client, knew Eileen well. He was on the cusp of forty, a widower with a son who had a streak of

delicate negotiations with Harlan. His company had been on

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

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

lifting his son to third place. Harlan, impressed, had promptly inked a deal

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

had been almost a year

praises for your assistant, it’s all in good spirits. Why the long face? I’ve noticed some less-than-stellar staff heading

off his cigarette, his expression

The soft light reflecting off her glass of red

to Vivian’s polished

venture is moving

finding fault but

ease, the top buttons of his shirt undone, adding

conversation with Eileen

in such high regard, perhaps you should have a few drinks

bottle to Eileen and instructed,

bottle from Eileen’s hand when Eileen nodded in agreement. “You’re right. I should pour Mr. Clarkson

Bryan, then rose to attend

Harlan always had respect

for meals privately before and had gratefully

him now

Bryan, his posture

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

Harlan’s respect. “‘Indeed. Dawson has no pretenses, and

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

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

still finished her glass and then settled back

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