Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 211

Chapter 211:

Eileen took a seat between Zola and Phoebe, while Bryan ended up at the opposite end of the table. The atmosphere in the private room was strange; it wasn’t exactly awkward, nor was it filled with obvious tension. Jacob attempted to lighten the mood, and the others contributed with occasional chatter, creating a seemingly lively atmosphere. Yet, Vivian’s and Megan’s eyes were laced with subtle hostility. Kian remained calm, contributing sparingly to Jacob’s efforts at conversation, as if their previous heated meeting had never happened.

“Miss Murray, I need to discuss something about Milford with you,” Eileen said to Zola.

Zola was about to take a sip of her drink when she paused, setting it down. “Of course, it’s unusual for you to bring up Milford.”

In the dimly lit private room, a light shone directly above Eileen, casting a circle of illumination around her. She leaned closer to Zola, asking, “Has Milford come back yet?”

Zola shook her head and replied, “No, despite several attempts, I haven’t been able to reach him.”

“He’s stubborn but clever. He might be a bit rebellious at times, but he has a good heart. I think he needs more understanding and patience from you, Miss Murray. He’ll definitely meet your expectations in the future,” Eileen said, her worry evident as she thought about how long Milford had been away from home.

Not far away, Bryan was talking with Jacob, occasionally casting glances toward Eileen. He believed he understood what Eileen and Zola were discussing.

Seated casually on the sofa with his legs crossed, Bryan was leisurely smoking a cigarette when he heard Kian suddenly suggest, “How about a game of pool? It’s been a while since I last played.”

Jacob stood up, eagerly pulling Bryan with him. “Let’s go. I’ve been looking forward to a good game since you arrived in Wist Land…”

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Bryan couldn’t decline Jacob’s enthusiastic invitation. He shot Eileen a meaningful look before following Jacob.

As Eileen’s attention shifted away from Bryan, she noticed Megan and Vivian exchanging smirks.

Eileen chose to ignore it and continued her conversation with Zola. “Of course, you’re Milford’s older sister. It’s your call whether he should continue his tutoring sessions. I just think you should find him soon; it’s not safe for him out there.”

grow up together, so we aren’t very close. Maybe… you could help me with this,” Zola said, her tone resigned as

by Zola’s words. After a pause,

me find him or contact him. If you do reach him, maybe you can convince him to return. I promise

hesitated for a moment before giving a noncommittal reply. “I’ll do what I can,” she

family ties to Milford and had known him for only a few months, yet she

no replies. She had tried calling as well, but she had been

in thought, Phoebe nudged

had already gone to the restroom inside the

and Eileen’s and Phoebe’s flat shoes made no

he’s coming to your place tomorrow night for dinner,” Phoebe

just let me know what he wants to eat ahead of time, and I’ll

cooks for you. Isn’t it just going to end up with you asking Raymond to order food from

reached the restroom. Eileen let go of Phoebe’s arm and said, “You go in;

summer evenings in Wist Land were somewhat warm, and the breeze through the window did little to cool the

up, she suddenly saw a figure rushing toward her so swiftly that she couldn’t even tell if it was a person.

and charged at Eileen again.

moment, Megan appeared, exclaiming, “Vivian, go for her face! You don’t need to hold back. Hit her!” Fueled by Megan’s encouragement, Vivian became even more aggressive, her eyes wild with anger. “Eileen, you dared to come here today, huh? You think Bryan can protect you? I’d like

air, sending shivers down Eileen’s spine. Could Vivian really just be suffering

need his protection, Vivian. But I’m warning you, if you try anything

continued, the coldness in

in prison if she

in Vivian’s stomach, causing her to groan and double over. Before Vivian could regain her bearings, Eileen slapped her twice across the face, driving her into the corner, where she crouched in shock, covering her

disbelief as she watched Eileen. Then she shouted, “Vivian, she hit

darkened as her gaze fell on Eileen. Suddenly, she pulled out a fruit knife. The blade

Now, with Vivian armed and lashing out recklessly, Eileen quickly found herself on the defensive, sustaining a cut on the back of her hand. Grimacing from the pain, she grabbed Vivian’s wrist and jammed the knife into a wall-mounted paper roll dispenser. The knife got