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.”

Had Eileen turned the tables? Yet, she

Eileen, his gaze narrowing as he handed back her phone. Their

Follow the rules,” Bryan

of a broken confidentiality agreement. If word got out, Jenna’s career as a secretary would

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

almost stumbled, but Bryan’s hand

quickly composed herself and

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 you maybe give

hung in the air,

without her, you wouldn’t get

parted, but no words came

up her matters by the end of today,” Bryan instructed, sinking into his chair, clearly

the office,

dismissal for Jenna and notifying HR. Then, she posted a carefully worded statement about the incident on the company’s

hour beyond quitting time, when Eileen

barely stepped back into her office when Bryan’s voice crackled through the intercom. “Get the car ready. We need to send my grandmother back

her things and descended to the parking garage. She drove the car to the company’s entrance, unexpectedly seeing Vivian

observing as Vivian chatted

after parking, opened the car door. Vivian helped Stella get

been ages since I had the Dawson signature

a silent brag

a cozy evening ahead at

turned to look at Bryan. “Mr. Dawson, are you getting

the remains of his cigarette and put

the passenger side, he slipped into the car as Eileen closed the door. Then,

But the beauty was short-lived as dark clouds

prompting Eileen to

window, Eileen saw Bryan’s face mirrored briefly before

windshield wipers kept a steady rhythm, the rain dictating a slower pace. What was usually

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

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

roads get

I’ll have to stay here tonight. I hope

Let’s get inside,” Stella replied as she

watching the rain cascade down, a small frown

Mr. Dawson.” Her voice was soft and unassuming

Eileen didn’t see the Dawson Mansion as a

her. “No need to rush off. Join us

casting a look back at the duo still

said, “Bryan, you

that, Eileen’s spirits dipped, her lips

with a touch of triumph, her gaze on Eileen filled with condescension, as if

Jarred warn us? It’s pouring out there. Why would