Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 99

Chapter 99:

“I’m sorry,” Eileen quickly said, noticing she had accidentally stained the man’s suit pants with the mop water.

“It’s no trouble,” the man responded with a smile.

Looking up, Eileen saw the man was in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and giving her a slightly unsettling look.

Eileen wasn’t in the typical staff uniform yet, as it was her first day here.

Today, she was wearing her usual professional attire—a knee-length dress that modestly reached her knees but had hitched up slightly when she bent over the bucket.

Frowning slightly, she thought about excusing herself, but the man continued the conversation.

“You’re new here, aren’t you?” he said.

After a brief pause, he inquired further, “Are you Eileen Curtis, the employee who has just been transferred here?”

“That’s correct,” Eileen replied, guessing the man must be from the mall management.

Straightening his posture, the man introduced himself, “I’m the floor manager on this level, Atley Marshall.”

Every employee of the mall was supposed to send their resumes to the headquarters, so Eileen had a vague recollection of a man named Atley Marshall.

He had managed to get the general manager position at Vicin Mall just a year ago.

Politely nodding, Eileen responded, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Marshall.”

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Atley smiled again. “I heard about your transfer from headquarters. I know Mr. Ferguson from the personnel department quite well. Do you know him?”

“I do,” Eileen answered succinctly.

Noticing her reserved demeanor, Atley decided not to prolong the conversation. “Well, you can carry on with your work.”

Eileen quickly moved on, feeling Atley’s gaze linger on her as she left.

As a newcomer here, Eileen was relegated to the more mundane tasks, such as organizing the warehouse.

Throughout the entire day, she never got the opportunity to engage with any customers at the store.

Her schedule was so packed that she found herself too preoccupied to even think about Bryan.

As her workday concluded, the sky had darkened.

Feeling exhausted, Eileen sat down by the hot spring pool outside the shopping mall, craving a brief escape from the daily demands. The evening air was brisk, prompting her to pull her coat tighter around herself.

After a while, she stood up and headed towards the bus stop.

A sleek black car suddenly pulled up beside her; the window rolled down halfway to reveal Atley inside. “Are you on your way home? I can give you a lift,” he said.

thank you, Mr. Marshall. I can manage on my own,” Eileen replied with a polite tone, continuing past

the streetlamp, her elongated shadow cast on the ground, her elegant black cashmere coat hugging her

an air of distinctiveness that left Atley feeling somewhat embarrassed by her

Atley pulled out his phone and called

Could you share some information about her? I assure you, it stays between us. The thing is, I’ve taken a

I promise nobody will hear this. I

remained seated in his car. He watched as Eileen boarded the bus and

the first time

of numerous streetlights danced across Eileen’s eyes. She bowed her head,

not been checking Instagram for quite some time. She quickly noticed updates

her dining and shopping with Bryan. Most of these posts captured Bryan from the side or from

him, be it at a bar or in crowded

and likes

were particularly noticeable. They were simple, yet Eileen could see the ingratiating smile on Judie’s face through

longer in the office, Judie appeared to be the most delighted since she didn’t have to resign

to revel in the

with any of Vivian’s posts. His own Instagram account remained

eyes, trying to find some peace and rest, yet the persistent image of Bryan lingered

swung open the door as Bryan alighted from the

the living room. She fixed her gaze on Bryan and asked with a hint of provocation,

off guard, Bryan paused before going into the living room and seating himself next to Stella. “If you had consented to the divorce earlier, you wouldn’t have to be so bothered by that,” he

her voice dripping with calm mockery. “In my mind, you and Vivian can do whatever pleases you. It’s

dismissive sneer,

a smile, replying lightly, “As long as it

Stella asked. With a sharp glance, she added, “Even Raymond has been tight-lipped

Raymond as Bryan’s assistant, and now she felt betrayed by

a nonchalant shrug and said, “She’s now working as a sales associate. I’m not sure of her precise location—that’s

a difficult task for

boiled. She slammed her cup down hard and commanded, “I don’t want to see you

and

Stella’s expression was one of vexed contemplation. She considered two possibilities: either Bryan was indifferent towards Eileen, or his feelings for Eileen were more

Mansion after dinner; he

shadowing him. A grimace crossed his face as he clenched his jaw

Villas. Climbing the stairs to the second

“Mr. Dawson is at Oak Villas. He hasn’t gone

from his forehead,

for slipping surveillance was also

tension between Bryan and Stella, Raymond found himself compromising to maintain

concerted effort to shake him off, Raymond could

diligently worked for four days, arriving early and departing late, yet she had

duties were limited to measurements and minor tasks, which left her no chance to directly

week was to evaluate the personalities of

rose early and made her way to the Clarkson family’s residence, carrying her textbooks. As she left her neighborhood, she noticed

sat silently by the roadside. Through the tinted glass, Bryan’s

debated whether to approach the vehicle, remaining rooted to

horn that she realized he