Chapter 91

Chapter 91:

Bryan’s gaze turned stormy, his expression hinting at the brewing turmoil within him.

To him, Eileen was the one stirring up trouble, eager to sever all ties with him and vanish from his life forever. Clearly, for the sake of money, she was willing to stoop to any low.

“Is Vivian really worth it, man? Is she that exceptional?”

Jacob’s words were silenced by a sharp glance from Bryan.

Jacob paused, realizing he might have misinterpreted the situation.

“I was blackmailed,” Bryan said, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Jacob mulled over the fragments of conversation he had overheard on the way here, piecing them together with sudden clarity.

“So Eileen really loves money, huh? But you’re aware of her mother’s illness, right? She was desperate.”

His sympathetic words were once again quashed by Bryan’s intense stare.

Having a sick mother didn’t give Eileen the right to exploit him like this.

Jacob sighed. “She’s wrong, no doubt about it. But why haven’t you let her go? She obviously means something to you. However, if your grandmother or the Warren family catch wind of this—”

“Enough!” Bryan erupted, rising from his seat, grabbing his coat, and striding out. “Let’s head to DV Club.”

It was clear that drowning his sorrows here wasn’t cutting it anymore; he needed a change of scenery to release the pent-up frustration.

Jacob could only follow, trotting alongside Bryan and murmuring, “Eileen’s really caught in a bind, caught between the Warren family and your grandmother. And now, you’re tightening the screws on her. How’s she going to survive?”

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With every word uttered, Bryan’s gaze darkened a shade deeper.

At the hospital, the acrid scent of disinfectant hung in the air as Eileen slowly regained consciousness, her head pounding.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes to the sight of the sterile white ceiling, pausing for a moment to gather her bearings.

“Eileen!” Bailee rushed to her side, a look of concern etched on her face. “You’re awake!”

The coolness on Eileen’s forehead was from Bailee checking her temperature. After a quick read, Bailee said anxiously, “The fever hasn’t gone down. I’ll go get a doctor.”

“I’ll stay here.” Huey’s voice came from the foot of the bed.

Eileen managed to catch a fleeting glimpse of Huey as he hastily exited the ward. She attempted to speak, but her throat felt parched and painful, as if engulfed in flames.

Furrowing her brow in discomfort, Eileen was handed a cup of warm water by Bailee.

With an IV tube in her hand, Eileen attempted to sit up.

an arduous task. After drinking two

due to a cold, requiring her to

had suffered burns, had been treated while she was unconscious. It

rises. Once the virus in your body

that, the doctor

pale lips moving slightly. “How did I end up in the

weren’t for Huey and me finding you, you might have succumbed to the fever! I heard your phone ringing inside your place, but when you didn’t answer the door, I knew something was wrong. Thank goodness I knew your

in the evening, finding

might have truly died alone at home,

to worry,” Eileen said. Seeing Bailee’s tears, Eileen reached out to comfort her,

tissue. “Dry your tears. But Eileen, what happened to

bandaged hand, memories of Bryan’s cold demeanor flooding

didn’t manage to treat it in time, and was so exhausted that I fell asleep. I didn’t expect to develop a fever.” She chuckled softly. “At least I can rest now, which is a good

“You could have asked for leave if you needed rest. Why did you have to handle it this way? What

light smile, she asked, “Did you two come to see me

thought it’s been a while since we got together and wanted to invite you for a

“Then I should thank you both for saving

heavy, and her eyelids

known what to

it,” Huey replied. “But… I can’t shake

than Bailee’s, sensing that it was unusual for Eileen to be injured, untreated, and unconscious at

“What do you mean? Did something

I’ll stay here with you to keep an eye

to sleep on while he settled on

in front of the sofa, Eileen’s phone displayed a blinking red light, signaling missed calls

past eleven when the lights dimmed in the ward, and Eileen’s phone’s notification rang once more, breaking

whispered, “Huey, should we check who messaged Eileen? If it’s work-related and Mr. Dawson can’t reach

replied, unlocking the phone. There were WhatsApp messages

silhouette broodingly sipping a drink in

was cloaked

at what you’ve done

aback after reading that. Eileen seemed to

could Eileen be the one

Bryan must have been the one mistreating Eileen and

thought, Huey swiftly

“He deserves worse!”

stared at the screen,

really sent

he could process it, Bryan

surged, and he threw

inside scattered

phone! Why are you lashing

chest burned with

she truly wanted to leave Apex Group. There was no need

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