Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 83

Chapter 83:

Hearing that, Vivian halted and lifted her gaze towards Eileen.

At the sound of the comment, Eileen turned, her gaze meeting Vivian’s.

“She’s merely an assistant. Her rank hardly measures up to Bryan’s,” Vivian remarked, easing her frown into a smile as she faced Stella.

A flicker of discontent crossed Stella’s kind features, but she kept her attention on Eileen and Bryan, undeterred.

“Why worry about rank? If someone aids Bryan through his struggles, they’re commendable,” Stella said, her tone even.

Eileen approached Bryan, the urge to smile tugging at her, yet her gaze collided with the depth of Bryan’s dark eyes.

She quickly composed herself and said, “Mr. Dawson, it’s time we got going.”

Bryan nodded. “Start the documents and take them with you.” As Bryan adjusted his sleeves, Eileen bent to her task, sensing the continued conversation between Vivian and Stella, likely laden with flattery.

“Indeed. Bryan’s schedule is packed. It’s a wonder Eileen manages to assist him. Though, shouldn’t you be guiding him as well? He’s always swamped with work. When do you plan on becoming a great-grandmother? It’s about time some plans were made,” Vivian said to Stella.

Vivian hinted that she wanted Bryan to divorce his wife and marry her soon. That way, they could have a baby with Bryan to fulfill Stella’s wish.

Stella, however, didn’t agree with Vivian. “Such decisions can’t be hurried. Bryan will have a family with his wife on their own terms. They’re married, after all. Why fuss about children this soon? I’ll wait for when he’s ready, and the legacy deserves no less respect.”

Stella had a hunch Vivian was fishing for her stance. Enough was enough; Vivian’s insinuations had to stop.

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But even after Stella finished her words, Vivian’s grin lingered, her head nodding as she clasped Stella’s arm.

“You’re right. I thought so too.”

Eileen’s packing slowed momentarily. Could Vivian’s sly comments be jabs at her?

She dismissed the thought, scoffing at the ridiculousness of the gossip.

With the documents in order, Eileen gave Bryan a confirming look. “Mr. Dawson, everything’s set.”

“Then let’s go,” Bryan replied. He rose, collected his coat, and sauntered past his desk.

Approaching Stella, his voice dropped to a tender whisper. “Grandma, I’ll return shortly. Should you need rest, the lounge awaits.”

Stella responded with a casual flick of her wrist, her eyes steady on her task. “Go.”

Bryan exited the

in the elevator’s embrace, Eileen inhaled

converged, the space seemed to shrink. She tilted

surface of the lift. His lips landed

himself yearning for closeness, their foreheads meeting as his breath came in short

I,” he

a tight line, a warm flush spreading to her ears

her closer by the

deserted underground lot, its

wide and shimmering, leaving

pull

through paperwork, the sun had graced her features, casting a warm

help but feel disarmed, impatient to escape

lifted her, carrying her close as he

door clicking open under her

seat, Bryan leaned in, his hands threading through her hair with urgency as he planted

against him, tilting her head aside.

pulling the door shut with a decisive thud as he brought her close

a security guard, flashlight in hand, inspecting the shadows and mumbling to

nestled her head against Bryan’s shoulder, murmuring, “I’m

of his neck to Eileen, his gaze reflecting

emotions steadied, synchronized with the

fleeting gesture, she kissed his Adam’s apple, then

had a resigned smile, still

handled was mostly a formality to show respect

every deliberate gesture infused with a quiet strength that never failed

that charged the air around him had settled. With

escorting my grandmother to the Dawson Mansion, and afterwards, we’ll

with a softness touched by joy, a subtle smile gracing her

smile touching Eileen’s lips. He wondered if she had ever felt

arrival at the company was punctuated by

speakerphone came alive, Karla’s voice tinged with

her lips, her pulse quickening. The leaked document was critical, slated

someone inside the company

Eileen said. Call ended, she parked the car and told Bryan, “Mr. Dawson, we’re facing a

movements precise as he prepared to

the sanctum of Bryan’s

creaked, Karla spun around, her gaze pleading when she looked at

know the employees well. Karla’s been with Apex Group for

little heed to Eileen’s arrival, her attention momentarily diverted by Bryan’s entrance before resuming her insinuations. “Karla, tell