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 cups of warm water,

persistent high fever was due to a cold, requiring her to be

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

your body is suppressed, the fever should not recur,” the doctor

that, the doctor

her pale lips moving slightly. “How did

weren’t for Huey and me finding you, you might have succumbed to the fever! I heard your phone ringing inside your

the evening, finding Eileen already fast asleep

they hadn’t come, Eileen might have truly died

said. Seeing Bailee’s tears, Eileen reached out to comfort her, only to realize her hand was

But Eileen, what happened

landed on her bandaged hand, memories of Bryan’s cold demeanor flooding her

was so exhausted that I fell asleep. I didn’t expect to develop a fever.” She chuckled softly. “At least I

interjected, “You could have asked for leave if you needed rest. Why did you have to handle it this way? What about Mr. Dawson? Did

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

invite you for a meal,” Bailee said,

should thank you

head felt heavy, and her eyelids drooped. She drifted off to

bed. “Huey, thank you. Without you, I wouldn’t have known what to do. It’s late;

shake the feeling that something’s not right

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

“What do you mean? Did something happen

I’ll stay here with you to keep an eye on her. There’s

bed for Bailee to sleep on while he settled on the

front of the sofa, Eileen’s phone

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

If it’s work-related and Mr. Dawson can’t reach her, it might

replied, unlocking the phone. There were WhatsApp messages

in front of a

was cloaked

not taking your side this time. Look at what

aback after reading that. Eileen seemed to be in trouble, and Bryan was

how could Eileen be the one hurting

the one mistreating Eileen and that Bryan was playing the victim

this thought, Huey

“He deserves worse!”

the screen, his eyes

Eileen really

he could process it, Bryan snatched his

the messages on the screen, Bryan’s fury surged, and he threw the phone into the

fish inside scattered

leaped to his feet. “That’s my phone!

Bryan’s chest burned with rage

she truly wanted to leave Apex Group. There was

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