Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Chapter 123:

“Eileen, why is it taking so long for you just to send an invoice? The food is getting cold!” Bailee grumbled on the other end of the line.

Eileen smiled as she responded, “It’s taken care of. I’ll be right back. Go ahead and start eating without me.”

“Tomorrow’s Friday, and we have to go to the hospital together in the evening to visit Mom. The doctor said that talking to her might help her wake up sooner. You can’t be late tomorrow!” Bailee said.

“Okay.” Eileen quickly agreed and ended the call. As she gazed at the city lights starting to sparkle, she found herself thinking of the silhouette she had glimpsed from the private room.

She would occasionally think of Bryan, maybe because of a familiar silhouette, a voice, or even a piece of clothing that resembled his.

But now, her life was calm and comfortable. The targeted drug that could heal Ruby had been developed; all that was left was for Ruby to awaken.

What more could she want?

Brushing her hair away from her face as the breeze scattered it, she walked away.

At the second-floor window, a tall man stood, a cigarette burning slowly between his fingers as he watched Eileen leave.

Denzel approached and said, “Mr. Dawson, you’ve been here smoking for a while now. The food will get cold if you don’t come eat soon.”

Bryan put out his cigarette, shifted his gaze from the window, and walked back to the table, asking casually, “Who was that just now?”

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“That was the tutor I hired for my daughter. She stopped by to drop off the bill. Sorry for the interruption. I owe you a drink for that.” Denzel reached for his cup, ready to drink.

His arm felt a sudden weight as Bryan stopped him. He looked at him confusedly.

“Is she trustworthy?” Bryan inquired.

After a brief pause, Denzel responded, “Yes, she’s dependable. I’ve done my research; she’s definitely qualified.”

Bryan raised his eyebrows slightly and leaned back, more relaxed. “Pass me her contact details then. I might need her.”

“What?” Denzel was taken aback. He sent Eileen’s mobile number to Bryan and asked, “Mr. Dawson, do you have any kids at home?”

“Why all the questions? Just mind your own business,” chimed in another voice.

the private room buzzed

his deep eyes unreadable as he glanced at the numbers Denzel

she had even changed

was branded despicable by her, and he still couldn’t forget

finishing her online course recordings,

client who will come by later to check

it was

materials. “I’ll get

straightened her outfit, and went

stepped out first, followed by a young boy who looked to be around

green and a black obsidian earring, the boy radiated a rebellious vibe. His eyes, tinted by colored contacts, briefly scanned Eileen and the others with a

said with a smile before introducing the

“This is Milford Murray.”

responded with a polite smile, choosing to ignore Milford’s dismissive attitude. She turned to Denzel, “Did his parents not

at the car, then returned his attention to Eileen

the parked car were shut, and someone could just barely be seen inside. Eileen’s gaze settled on the figure, a

turned her gaze

driver’s seat, Raymond watched them go inside and said, “Mr. Dawson, shouldn’t we go greet

seat, Bryan sat, his legs crossed, a ray of sunlight illuminating

Eileen to Raymond, causing a shiver to run

took only about twenty minutes for Denzel to emerge with Milford, clutching an invoice, before

Denzel stepped out and

had been quiet until then, suddenly said,

your sister’s idea,” Bryan replied, his attention fixed on

living the good life, while I’ve never

voice was filled with

up from his phone; the slight furrow of his brow showed

Milford started to add, but suddenly, he caught Bryan’s sharp glance—icy and

with defiance. Seizing the moment, he swiftly reached

but it was too late; Milford had already made his escape. Thankfully, the

He struggled to his feet, only to collapse in pain, unable

halted abruptly, and frustrated drivers rolled down

only subsided when Raymond exited the car and, after

they were moving again,

Bryan’s instruction, they headed straight for the

me. I’ve done my bit. If you don’t want to keep up with the lessons—take it up with the tutor. If you manage to send her packing, that’s

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