Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 102

Chapter 102:

“You have seen Eileen, Bryan’s assistant, more times than I can count. She’s a real catch: kind, smart, and generous to a fault, yet he has exploited her kindness. She’s practically wilting under his thumb, and it’s downright maddening. You and I, we’re nothing like him. He’s sunk lower than any creature I know!”

Seated elsewhere, Bryan’s phone lay dormant next to his hand, its screen flickering to life unnoticed.

Bryan caught a glimpse of Huey’s messages, the edges of a chill smile forming on his face.

As he glanced at Huey, who was lost in a frenzy of texts trying to snitch, his smile twisted into a scowl.

“Ax, a guy like that should get under your skin just like he does mine. We can hatch a plan later, invite him over, and teach him a lesson. You’ll have my back, right?”

Huey sent about seven messages, each one a grumble of his gripes.

Then, he received a response: “Okay.”

Huey slammed his phone down with a flourish, casting a victorious look Bryan’s way.

Eileen and Bailee were both startled, turning to look at Huey with wide eyes.

“Trouble’s brewing for you. Just you wait,” Huey muttered.

Eileen’s eyes darted from Huey to Bryan, sensing the tension.

Huey was basking in his petty win, while Bryan sat there calmly.

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Eileen felt the air thick with unsaid words and could do nothing but nudge Huey, hinting at him to eat.

The feast before them was mostly Bryan’s handiwork, with Huey contributing but a dish or two.

Eileen savored Bryan’s cooking, relishing each bite more than the last.

As she finished, she leaned closer to whisper to Bryan, “This afternoon, we’re heading to the hospital. If you’re worn out, feel free to stay and rest, or you can head out.”

Bryan, changing into his spare suit, replied as he grabbed his coat and glanced back at his casual clothes left behind, “Make sure you bring my clothes next week to the Clarkson family’s house.”

“Sure thing,” Eileen responded with a nod.

Bryan was the first one to leave. Bailee watched him go and then turned to Eileen with a puzzled expression.

“Wait, Eileen, you don’t have a car now?” Bailee asked.

The vehicle Bryan had just taken was the one usually driven by Eileen, a company benefit for her role as the CEO’s assistant.

Now, her usual parking spot lay bare.

cars are

Huey sprang up,

taillights made Eileen

the end, Huey drove Eileen and Bailee to

Club, Bryan only showed up at Kian’s planned meetup in the evening. Vivian and Jacob were already

like Benjamin, also stopped at the

as she rose to her feet. “We’ve missed seeing you around. What’s kept you hidden away

through Bryan’s, but her grasp slipped as he moved

she trailed behind him, taking a seat beside

grandmother,” Bryan stated, sprawling on the sofa without

Bryan a glass of wine with a smile. “What’s Stella’s take on you and Vivian these days? Still

bit.

quite abruptly, he asked, “Brought a new assistant today? I don’t think you trust him yet. With Eileen gone, I assumed you’d be swamped. But you even seem to

air, Bryan’s gaze never

the room, and Kian could

face Kian squarely, their gazes locked. “Her sole purpose is only to assist me. My work efficiency plummets without

was neutral, but the resolve in his voice

always been top-notch. But Kian’s got a point. Next week, I’m coming

Bryan said, his reply sharp

the plush sofa, pulling

buzz; he took a quick look at

away his phone, he said to Raymond, “So, you’re stepping into Mr. Dawson’s world as the

politely. “Nice to meet you, Benjamin. I’ve heard about

our field, it’s inevitable our paths will cross. How about we add each other on

on his phone, an attempt to underscore the practicality of

caution lingered, maintaining a

Club here for their socials. They usually stay in this very room.

the usual haunts and habits of Bryan and

softened over time. “I appreciate the rundown. Eileen’s exit was rather sudden, and she left without passing on

toward the private room. He gestured towards a quiet spot nearby. “How about we go there for a smoke? It’ll

gently firm. “No, thank you.

smile, stepping aside

expected that after Benjamin finished smoking, he would continue talking about matters

drifted instead through the contrasting natures of Kian and Bryan

the private room, Kian insisted on refilling Bryan’s glass repeatedly until a bottle of wine

joining in the merriment, and soon, Kian

semblance of sobriety beneath the light haze of

“Benjamin can drive my brother Bryan; let me escort

gaze detached as he rose, his coat in hand, his departure marked

but Jacob stopped her. “Look after your brother. I’ve

retreating form, Vivian’s eyes darted from Kian’s slumped figure

out, instructed Raymond firmly, “Go inside and take Kian

that on purpose, didn’t he? Trying to get you drunk so that Vivian can sleep with you. He