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.

manage on my own,” Eileen replied with a polite tone, continuing past the

streetlamp, her elongated shadow cast on the

air of distinctiveness that left Atley feeling

out his phone and called Marcus

about her? I assure you, it stays between us. The thing is, I’ve taken

a reply. Atley said, “Please. I promise nobody will hear this. I really want

Eileen boarded the bus and left, fighting the urge to follow her, curious to

time he had witnessed

city, the glare of numerous streetlights danced across Eileen’s eyes. She bowed her head, immersing herself

checking Instagram for quite some time. She quickly noticed updates

Bryan. Most of these

easily spot him, be it at a bar or

a flurry of comments and likes populated the page, many from the company’s

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

Eileen no longer in the office, Judie appeared to be the most delighted since she didn’t have

revel in the attention, responding cheerfully to

that Bryan himself had not engaged with any of Vivian’s

Eileen switched off her phone. She closed her eyes, trying to find some peace and rest, yet the persistent image of Bryan lingered in her thoughts, refusing to

open the door as Bryan alighted from

living room. She fixed her gaze on Bryan and asked with a hint of provocation, “What’s

you had consented to the divorce earlier, you wouldn’t have to be so bothered by

raised an eyebrow, her voice dripping with calm mockery. “In my mind, you and Vivian can do whatever pleases you. It’s interesting to see who breaks first. The media’s already painting Vivian as a mistress nonstop. It’s unlikely she’ll

dismissive sneer, maintaining an impressive façade

lightly, “As

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

been the one who appointed Raymond as Bryan’s assistant, and now

sales associate. I’m not sure of her precise location—that’s

myriad of properties, including malls and hotels, making it a difficult task for Stella to pinpoint Eileen’s exact posting, especially since Bryan had

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

Bryan said calmly, standing up and leaving the

considered two possibilities: either Bryan was indifferent towards Eileen, or his feelings

Mansion after dinner; he left in his

Raymond’s vehicle shadowing him. A

center before returning to Oak Villas. Climbing the stairs to the second

his phone, assured Stella of Bryan’s whereabouts. “Mr. Dawson is at Oak Villas. He hasn’t gone anywhere else. I’m keeping an eye

sweat from his forehead, feeling the pressure of dealing

surveillance

Bryan and Stella, Raymond found himself compromising to

as Bryan didn’t make a concerted effort to shake him off, Raymond could manage to keep Eileen’s whereabouts

arriving early and departing late, yet

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

to evaluate the personalities of her colleagues, Aniya and Essie, so she felt

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

elegant Land Rover sat silently by the roadside. Through the

to approach the

sounded the horn that she realized he