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.

caught off guard, nodded. “Indeed, I returned the day before your trip to the mountain. I dropped by the next day, not knowing you

I didn’t expect you to visit me. After all, we are neither kin nor

Vivian a shade of red,

pride stung, Vivian held her tongue, her face

visits you before she goes abroad. It’s only fitting that Vivian would

time to entertain the thought of marriage. Even my wayward

Eileen approached, her voice hushed.

Eileen

a while, he finally spoke. “Forget

of Stella’s temperament. Too much pressure, and she might

back to work,” Eileen

her, and she made her exit. He watched her leave, and it was

sat there, lost in the echo of Stella’s biting remarks to Vivian and Kian. The laptop screen was a

circumstances were spiraling beyond his grasp. And most importantly,

surreal to Eileen. She sank into her chair, the weight of the earlier events

mind: her information—was it

into nothingness. Bryan,

of joy passed through her, swiftly chased by a

interacting with Bryan and Vivian, with the added

leaving everyone guessing her

Bryan, vanishing afterward as if she had

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

Bryan’s spouse was merely a piece

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

and Dawson family strife, Eileen felt stuck in

like one misstep could

broke her reverie. “Miss Curtis.” Karla’s arrival with documents in hand, announced by a polite tap at the door, drew Eileen’s

and soon Bryan’s voice came through the internal line, requesting Eileen to make a reservation at a restaurant. He planned to have a

The room was big enough to accommodate

Eileen paused

at Laitis is all set. Should

was busy at his desk alone. Kian and Vivian were chatting with Stella

was much happier now. It seemed that she had probably made Stella satisfied. That

response was succinct. “There’s no

Stella interjected promptly, “Oh, why not? It’s on us to extend hospitality to the

creased in contemplation as if he were thinking about

I’ll come along. When do we leave? Should I bring

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

Bryan, while Vivian rode with

made his way back to the Dawson

Kian and Vivian’s light-hearted banter, Stella’s smile

her, gazed out

quiet. “Vivian’s grown more astute, it

her reflection. His