Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 79

Chapter 79:

Standing next to Vivian, Eileen found herself stealing glances at Bryan.

His relaxed posture contrasted with the cool detachment in his eyes, a cigarette casually held between his fingers.

At Stella’s comment, he raised an eyebrow, took a drag, and then snuffed out the cigarette, tossing it into the trash.

Vivian cast a quick, timid look at Bryan and then quickly looked away. “I’ll pick something Bryan likes,” she murmured, her voice barely audible over the din of the gathering.

Eileen, her ears ringing and thoughts swirling, didn’t hear what Vivian had said.

She busied herself with the menu, taking orders and ensuring the waiter was prompt in serving the table. After that, she surveyed the occupants around the circular table before settling into a corner near Bryan, ready for any directions he might give.

Debby said, “Mrs. Dawson, please, at your age, you shouldn’t be bustling about. It would be best for you to stay home. Considering Bryan’s parents live abroad all year, you do have the responsibility of overseeing the Dawson family’s affairs.”

Holding Stella’s hand, she smiled as if cueing Stella to address the topic of Bryan divorcing his wife and marrying Vivian.

Stella, looking over at Bryan, scoffed, “Your point is valid. Without me overseeing things, Bryan might lose his way.”

It seemed she was missing the subtle cues Debby was trying to convey about hastening Vivian’s acceptance into the Dawson family.

Despite Debby’s efforts, Stella skillfully changed the subject each time it veered too close to that sensitive topic.

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Eileen remained on her feet throughout the meal.

“Eileen, come and pour coffee for Mrs. Warren,” Stella called out suddenly.

Eileen quickly approached Bryan, taking the coffee pot nearby.

Their eyes met briefly, causing her to swiftly look away as she moved to Debby’s side to pour the coffee. She then served Fergus and Kian.

Debby noted, “It seems Bryan is quite fond of this assistant of his. She’s always by his side.”

Hearing this, Eileen paused while pouring Kian’s coffee, spilling a few drops. She quickly wiped the mess with a tissue. “Sorry.”

Stella frowned at the mishap. “Really careless. If you upset our guests, it could cost you,” she cautioned.

“Yes, Mrs. Dawson,” Eileen responded quickly, placing the coffee pot down and stepping back.

Stella turned to Debby and explained, “She’s a senior special assistant. Her duties are extensive, and she’s on call day and night. Her salary reflects that. Honestly, her reliability is what I value most. She is always accountable for her errors, and if you’re dissatisfied, you have every right to reprimand her. She wouldn’t dare respond with insolence. That’s a virtue in my book. We’ve had no issues with her over the years. She has been nothing but compliant…”

Her tone was strict as she discussed Eileen, yet she acknowledged her contributions. In fact, she portrayed Eileen as a valuable member of her team.

at Eileen, who stood quietly in the corner, with a complex

her—Vivian, from the esteemed Warren family, seemed less

the meal, the members of the Warren family found themselves puzzled, trying to grasp

were more taxing than any physical task. As the evening wrapped up, she

Benjamin

greeted him, appreciative of his past

from them.

She hesitated for a moment before adding, “Last time… Thank you for your help. Without it, Jonathan wouldn’t have let me off so

do much. Just hope you’re not upset with me

involvement had been limited to passing on a message

not. You helped out,

Benjamin’s intervention, she might have been ensnared by

as he caught the sincerity in Eileen’s eyes, sparking twinges of guilt. He averted his gaze and stepped back. “You should head back

her car, rolled down the window

brows furrowed as he

off Stella at the Dawson Mansion

standing by the car, made small talk with Stella, her demeanor

Bryan’s relationship but hesitated, aware of the potential repercussions. With

Mansion. The butler was already outside, directing the

to

between manicured lawns and the tranquil expanse of a lake, where the breeze created ripples that reflected the blue sky

for Bryan for years, Eileen was no stranger to the Dawson Mansion.

living quarters paled in comparison to even the homes of

she parked, and the butler quickly approached to open the

car, positioning herself beside Bryan and giving Stella a

choice but to dismiss her,”

about that woman? What

doorway, she spun around, took off a bracelet from her wrist, and flung it at Bryan. “You scoundrel,

in the air, hurtled towards Bryan. Eileen instinctively moved

forehead with a sharp

had given the throw considerable force, and a mark was quickly forming on Bryan’s

concern. Bryan

entire Dawson family is under my control. Can’t I keep you in line? Eileen, listen well. From now on,

was

onto Bryan’s arm, she quickly let go and turned her attention to the bleeding wound, her mind racing with the gravity

alright?” she asked

head and instinctively touched the wound, grimacing at the pain. “Let’s head back to the office,” he

retrieved two tissues,

had managed a rough patch-up of his wound, his expression

of the Dawson Mansion,

silence, Bryan glanced at Eileen. “Grandma seems to have taken a