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.”

Eileen turned the tables? Yet, she

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

out. Follow the rules,”

air was thick with the unspoken consequences of a broken confidentiality agreement. If word got out, Jenna’s career as a secretary

you; give me another chance!” Jenna’s plea was desperate

stumbled, but Bryan’s hand was there to

quickly composed herself and said,

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

the air, met

you

parted, but no words came

Bryan instructed, sinking into his chair,

the office, and Eileen followed

Jenna and notifying HR. Then, she posted a carefully worded statement about

seven, a full hour beyond quitting time, when Eileen

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

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

as Vivian chatted with Stella

door. Vivian helped Stella get into the car and

note of nostalgia. “Mrs. Dawson, it’s been ages since I had the Dawson signature dish. Is the chef still the same after

towards Eileen, a silent brag in

setup suggested a cozy evening ahead at the mansion, presumably with

to look at Bryan. “Mr.

away the remains of his cigarette

to the passenger side, he slipped into the car as Eileen closed the

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

prompting Eileen to turn on

window, Eileen saw Bryan’s face mirrored briefly before the

a slower pace. What was usually a forty-minute drive turned into an odyssey

the butler, was quick to help,

invitation. “Seems I’ll be doing more than dining tonight. This rain isn’t letting up anytime soon. You’ll probably need to

there. These roads get tricky with

have to stay here

inside,” Stella replied as she moved through the garage door into

the door, watching the rain cascade down, a small frown

back now, Mr. Dawson.” Her voice was soft and unassuming

see the Dawson Mansion as a place for her

“No need to rush off. Join us

Vivian, who was already at the door, paused, casting a look back at the duo still

said, “Bryan,

spirits dipped, her lips

filled with condescension, as

pouring out there. Why would