Chapter 85
Chapter 85:
“Thank you, Miss Warren,” Eileen said.
Eileen was familiar with the behavior that aimed to flaunt her close ties to the Dawson family and her elevated social standing.
She lowered her head and focused on the food in her bowl, consuming only what was directly in front of her. She finished before anyone else, putting down her fork and quietly waiting for the meal to end.
During the meal, Vivian engaged in conversation with Stella, predominantly reminiscing about her past experiences with Bryan, highlighting amusing incidents from her numerous visits to the Dawson Mansion.
Stella remained aloof throughout the conversation, occasionally replying with brief remarks.
As Vivian noticed Stella’s waning interest, she grew quiet.
Bryan was the one who broke the awkward silence by standing up and serving Vivian some fish. Additionally, he moved a dish with a lighter flavor from in front of himself to Vivian.
“If memory serves me right, you’re fond of this dish. Better eat it quickly before it cools down,” Bryan said.
Eileen, with downcast eyes, felt a pang in her heart, her lips tightening as she observed him return to his seat, his graceful hand reaching for a napkin to dab his mouth.
His effortless movements exuded a relaxed charm, his gaze warmly fixed on Vivian.
“Okay,” Vivian said with a smile, her eyes sparkling with delight.
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Stella shot a glance at Bryan, her expression darkening.
Bryan continued as if he hadn’t noticed, seamlessly picking up the conversation where Vivian had left off.
His captivating voice filled the dining room, drawing Vivian into a lively discussion, their laughter echoing through the room.
For Eileen, the scene was painful to witness.
“Frill,” Stella said, setting down her fork and walking over to Bryan. She gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Memories are precious, especially those that can never be recreated. If you two don’t take the time to reminisce, you might forget them entirely,” she said.
Then, she turned to Eileen, “Eileen, let’s not interrupt their trip down memory lane. Come with me.”
Without even glancing at Bryan, Eileen rose and followed Stella, leaving behind a heavy silence that seemed to amplify the sound of her own heartbeat.
Stella guided Eileen to the elevator, ascending to the glass greenhouse on the top floor, where rainwater cascaded down the windows.
Inside, vibrant lights illuminated the blooming flowers, casting a surreal beauty.
“Pass me the watering can,” Stella said, pointing at the long-spouted container in the corner.
Eileen hurried over, presenting it to Stella with both hands.
As Stella meticulously watered the flowers, she asked, “How long have you been working with Bryan?”
“More than three years,” Eileen replied.
“What’s your impression of him?” Stella asked as she led the way watering the plants.
with slow steps, caught off guard by the abrupt and unusual
before replying, “Mr. Dawson is
I’m asking about your personal
image
she even qualified to
“Do you think he and Vivian
and settled into a
reverberated loudly, matching the turmoil
to comment on Mr. Dawson’s
frowned disapprovingly. “You’re too timid,” she
Eileen remained silent, offering a smile in
temperature difference caused the glass to mist
rose from her chair. “It’s late; you should rest.
replied, walking Stella back to
felt it inappropriate to search the
Dawson has asked
Bryan’s response was prompt.
“Come to the garage.”
aback, Eileen glanced around the deserted living room before
thunder and rain outside. Through the car window, the glow of the phone screen illuminated Bryan’s
the car door and opened
demeanor relaxed as he glanced
climb in, Bryan swiftly pulled
Eileen braced herself against the seat behind him, noticing its
Dawson, do you plan for me to spend the night in
parting slightly as he leaned back, his breath brushing against her
to the guest room
sensed his unspoken
about being found by Stella?” she asked, meeting his sharp gaze in the
a button, and the garage door locked with
found it amusing; she couldn’t shake the thought of Bryan sharing
was here with
Bryan
with passionate kisses while gradually unbuttoning her
inside the car was heating up quickly
was her first in the Dawson Mansion, adding an
Bryan bit her on the chest that
plunging them both into the depths
in the car, a melodious sound
lay back in the seat, spent, while Bryan helped her dress, delicately tidying
her fair cheek was gentle and
card Bryan suddenly produced, she might
as she accepted the card, offering
felt Bryan’s gaze intensify, his voice taking on a
between me and money, which is more tempting to
answer was, he would likely not be
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