Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 78

Chapter 78:

Stella dismissed the room with a flick of her wrist. “I understand now. Since you’re outsiders, I shall handle the matter with my grandson myself.”

Vivian stood mute, thoughts a whirlwind.

Beside her, Kian was also left speechless by Stella’s words.

Eileen struggled to mask her amusement. The timing was off, yet the irony of Stella’s rebuke was not lost on her.

Stella’s words felt like a tangible strike to both Vivian and Kian.

Stella turned to Eileen. “How dare you, Eileen? How dare you investigate the person I have chosen?” Stella’s anger was palpable, her slap against the wood echoing in the room.

Her shout left Eileen visibly shaken.

“Blame me, not her,” Bryan interjected with calm authority. “She did that under my command.”

He moved with purpose, positioning himself as a barrier to protect Eileen.

Vivian’s and Kian’s focus remained fixed on Stella, not noticing Bryan’s move.

Stella, perceptive as ever, glanced at Bryan and Eileen with a meaningful look.

“I won’t let you ruin Bryan,” Stella said.

“Why?” Vivian’s confusion spilled out unrestrained. “If he doesn’t love his wife, why shouldn’t he want to do that for…?”

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Stella cut Vivian off with a dismissive gesture. “What’s love got to do with it? Sometimes love does more damage than good. Stay married, and he’s the devoted husband. Get a divorce, and he’ll become the villain in the public’s eyes.”

As Stella made her case, Eileen gathered the strewn papers on the floor, bundled them into the Kraft paper bag, and set them neatly on the table.

The next second, Stella took the Kraft paper bag and reached out her hand to the butler.

The butler, momentarily taken aback, eventually produced a lighter.

With a flick, a flame came to life, nibbling at the corner of the bag. The flame grew, the smoke curling up before the fire fully caught.

In an instant, the bag was discarded onto the floor, where it singed a tile a sickly yellow and reduced the contents to ash.

Everyone in the room watched, fixated on the fiery demise of the documents, a wave of relief washed over Eileen.

She stole a glance at Bryan. Shadows played across his face, his eyes betraying a storm of unease.

“Seems you’ve been back for quite some time, Vivian,” Stella said, her demeanor light.

day before your trip to the mountain. I dropped by the next day, not knowing you had

I didn’t expect you to visit me. After all, we are neither kin

wits left Vivian a shade of red, her

tongue, her face a mask of forced

goes abroad. It’s only fitting that Vivian would pay her

yet piercing. “You’re not getting any younger, Kian. Perhaps it’s time to entertain the thought of marriage. Even my wayward grandson is married. Shouldn’t

Eileen approached, her voice hushed. “Mr.

Bryan turn on his laptop calmly, Eileen noted the pensive

while, he finally spoke.

aware of Stella’s temperament.

back to

her exit. He watched her leave,

in the echo of Stella’s biting remarks to Vivian and Kian. The laptop screen was a sea of documents, but

were spiraling beyond his grasp.

office felt surreal to Eileen. She sank into her chair, the weight of the

her information—was

disintegrated into nothingness. Bryan, Vivian, and

joy passed through her, swiftly

interacting with

leaving everyone guessing her

orchestrated Eileen’s union with Bryan, vanishing afterward as if

care about what happened in Eileen’s marriage with Bryan as long

her, it seemed Bryan’s spouse was merely a piece in a familial game

against their separation, fearing the ridicule it might bring upon the Dawson family, that the marriage would

the Warren and Dawson family strife, Eileen felt stuck

felt like one misstep

arrival with documents in hand, announced by a polite tap

through the internal line, requesting Eileen to make a reservation at a restaurant. He planned to have

restaurant in Onaland. The room was big enough to accommodate more than a dozen, even though there

sun climbed, Eileen paused in thought before heading

announcing, “Mr. Dawson, the reservation at Laitis is all set. Should I accompany

the office, Bryan was busy at his desk alone. Kian and Vivian

she had probably made Stella satisfied. That was likely why they

response was succinct. “There’s no

why not? It’s on us to

if he

quickly said, “Of course, I’ll come along. When do

Vivian was pleased. “We depart immediately. My family awaits at noon.” Eileen

chauffeured Stella and Bryan, while

way back to the Dawson

reigned. Without Kian

beside her, gazed out

broke the quiet. “Vivian’s

her reflection. His profile was etched with