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.

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

on the

an air of distinctiveness that left Atley

Atley pulled out his phone and called Marcus Ferguson, the HR manager at

Ferguson, I’ve got a new staff member on the eighth floor, Eileen Curtis. Could you share some information about her? I assure you, it stays between

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

of frustration, Atley remained seated in his car. He watched as Eileen boarded the bus and left,

time he had witnessed such

numerous streetlights

for quite some time. She quickly noticed

Bryan. Most of

him, be it at a bar

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

particularly noticeable. They were simple, yet Eileen could see

appeared to be the most delighted since she didn’t have

in the attention,

not engaged with any of Vivian’s posts. His own Instagram

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

Mansion, Raymond swung open the door as Bryan alighted from the car, his stride into the villa both assured

in the living room. She fixed her gaze on Bryan and asked with

himself next to Stella. “If you had consented to the divorce earlier, you wouldn’t have to be so bothered

with calm mockery. “In my mind, you and Vivian can do whatever pleases you. It’s interesting to see who breaks first.

dismissive sneer, maintaining an impressive

offered a smile, replying lightly, “As

you sent Eileen?” Stella asked. With a sharp

one who appointed Raymond as Bryan’s assistant, and now she felt

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

and hotels, making it a difficult task for Stella to pinpoint Eileen’s exact posting, especially since Bryan had obscured

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

and

he departed, 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 profound

the Dawson Mansion after dinner; he left in

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

to Oak Villas. Climbing the stairs to the second

assured Stella of Bryan’s whereabouts. “Mr. Dawson is at Oak Villas. He hasn’t

the call, Raymond wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling the pressure of dealing with Stella’s

for slipping surveillance was also a

Bryan and Stella, Raymond found himself compromising to

make a concerted effort to shake him off, Raymond could manage to keep Eileen’s whereabouts a

four days, arriving early and departing late,

which

to evaluate the personalities of her colleagues, Aniya and Essie, so she felt no

made her way to the Clarkson family’s residence, carrying her textbooks. As she left her neighborhood, she noticed Bryan’s vehicle parked

Through

to approach the vehicle, remaining rooted to

after Bryan sounded the horn that she realized