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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

Warren family, seemed less appreciated than Eileen, the

Warren family found themselves puzzled,

more taxing than any physical task. As the evening wrapped up, she went to bring the car, unlocking the

noticed Benjamin standing by

greeted him, appreciative of his

pointing at another car parked across from them.

hesitated for a moment before adding, “Last time… Thank you for your help. Without

confusion, but he quickly smiled. “I didn’t do much.

limited to passing on a message to Bryan.

You helped out, and I’m grateful

Without Benjamin’s intervention, she might have been ensnared by

averted his gaze and stepped back. “You should head

got into her car, rolled down the window to nod

leave, Benjamin’s brows furrowed as he climbed into

at the Dawson Mansion before accompanying Bryan to

the car, made small talk with

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

car blended into traffic, making its way to the Dawson Mansion.

to modern architecture, set

and the tranquil expanse of a lake, where the breeze created ripples that reflected the

was no stranger to the Dawson Mansion. Each visit underscored the stark

living quarters paled in comparison to even the homes of the Dawson

the villa, she parked, and the butler quickly approached to open the door and help Stella

stepped out of the car, positioning herself beside Bryan

any further investigations, I will have no choice but to dismiss her,” Stella declared firmly as she climbed the steps, her voice

what about that woman?

doorway, she spun around, took off a bracelet from her wrist, and

a flash of silver in the air, hurtled towards Bryan. Eileen instinctively moved to protect

his forehead with a sharp clang and dropped to the

given the throw considerable force, and a mark

concern. Bryan shook his head slightly

keep you in line? Eileen, listen well. From now on,

in shocked silence as Stella was led into the

arm, she quickly let go and turned her attention to the bleeding wound, her

alright?” she

his head and instinctively touched the wound, grimacing at the pain.

two tissues, and pressed them against the

the time Eileen got back into the car, Bryan had managed a rough patch-up of his wound, his expression

Dawson Mansion, gliding smoothly

at Eileen. “Grandma seems to have taken a liking to