Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 84

Chapter 84:

Upon hearing that, Eileen felt guilty. She couldn’t bring herself to look at Stella.

She feared that the mention of her sick mother would make Stella think of Bryan’s wife.

Vivian noticed Eileen’s expression. “Eileen, you’ve been with us long enough. Bryan has been fair to you, hasn’t he? We get where you’re coming from, but betraying the company? That’s a real disappointment.”

Jenna chimed in with a nod. “When Eileen became Mr. Dawson’s assistant, I thought it was too sudden. She isn’t fit for the position.”

Karla tightened her grip on Eileen’s wrist, whispering, “Eileen, come on. You need to speak up here.”

Her trust in Eileen was solid, unwavering.

With a newfound warmth blooming inside, Eileen couldn’t help but let a smile escape. She gestured to the document on the table. “I instructed Jenna to give this to Karla, so Jenna also had access to the document.”

“But you had sealed it before you gave it to me!” Jenna’s retort was swift. “You could just ask Karla. When Karla got hold of the paper bag, wasn’t the seal untouched?”

All eyes turned to Karla, waiting.

Karla paused, then gave a slow nod. “Right, the paper bag was unopened at that time.”

“Eileen, don’t think about pinning this on me,” Jenna said, her confidence unshaken.

Vivian was clearly pleased by the suspicion cast on Eileen. She rose to her and turned to Bryan. “Bryan, look.”

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A stern gaze from Stella stopped her mid-sentence, and she bowed her head to catch Stella’s frown.

Stella’s voice cut through, sharp as ever. “Are we going to go over this again? Why are you overstepping so much as only a secretary?”

Vivian’s cheeks lost color as she sank back into her chair.

Ignoring her, Eileen spoke up. “Mr. Dawson, I have evidence that the planning case has been tampered with.” She pulled out her phone with deliberate calm.

She flipped through her phone, stopped on a few photos, and handed her phone to Bryan. “I always snap a picture of the seal and the bag’s code. But the paper bag now is not the one I sealed before.”

Jenna must have opened the bag before and put the document into another bag with a new seal.

Jenna’s face lost all color.

Karla, relieved, turned to Jenna. “What did you do?”

“I’m innocent!” Jenna’s denial was fierce. “Mr. Dawson, Eileen’s spinning stories. She probably took a picture of a random sealed paper bag to pin the blame on me!”

Eileen stood firm before Bryan. “A quick look into the trash bins at the secretary’s desk should clear things up. That kraft paper bag Jenna had opened was likely still around, not yet disposed of. Or maybe Jenna hadn’t even thought to get rid of the evidence.”

frowned. Had Eileen turned the tables? Yet,

gaze narrowing as he handed back her phone. Their fingers brushed briefly, and she

this out. Follow the

with the unspoken consequences of a broken confidentiality agreement. If word

Mr. Dawson, I’m begging you; give me another chance!” Jenna’s plea was desperate as she

caught off balance and almost stumbled, but

stable, she quickly composed herself and said, “Thank you, Mr.

Jenna’s confession spilled out in a rush. “Mr. Dawson, jealousy got the better of me. Eileen swooped into the Apex Group and snagged the assistant role so fast. Had it not been for her, that could’ve been me! I messed up. Could

hung in the air, met by Bryan’s cold

her, you wouldn’t get

parted, but no

end of today,” Bryan instructed, sinking into his chair,

of the office, and Eileen followed

took action without delay, drafting a dismissal for Jenna and notifying HR. Then, she posted a

a full hour beyond quitting time, when

through the intercom. “Get the car ready. We need to send my grandmother

the parking garage. She drove the car to

stood nearby, observing as Vivian chatted

opened the car door. Vivian helped Stella

been ages since I had the Dawson signature dish. Is

towards Eileen, a silent brag

cozy evening ahead at the mansion,

Bryan. “Mr. Dawson, are you

away the remains of his cigarette and

as Eileen closed the

Eileen’s face. But the beauty was short-lived as dark clouds gathered, promising a storm. Nightfall

started, prompting Eileen

face mirrored

the rain dictating a slower pace. What was usually a forty-minute drive turned into an odyssey lasting over an

Dawson Mansion’s garage. Jarred, the butler, was quick to help, his smile a welcome as he opened the door. Vivian

assisted Stella out of the car. Stella extended an invitation. “Seems I’ll be doing more than dining tonight.

get tricky with the rain, and landslides are a

have to stay here tonight. I hope that’s

as she moved through the

the rain

voice was

see the Dawson Mansion as a place for

halted her. “No need to rush off. Join us for

door, paused, casting a look back at the duo

a frown, Stella said, “Bryan, you sometimes

that, Eileen’s spirits dipped, her lips

of triumph, her gaze on Eileen filled with condescension, as if silently decreeing Eileen unworthy of crossing the Dawson

us? It’s pouring out there. Why would you