Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 231

Chapter 231:

Lydia continued to smile. “Do you know how to respect your elders?”

“Mrs. Dawson, it seems you are quite familiar with these moral concepts,” Eileen responded, her voice steady. “How can you expect respect from others when you don’t show them any?” The smile vanished from Lydia’s face. She knew that Eileen had once been a special assistant and now served as a family tutor. Lydia had presumed that Eileen, after becoming accustomed to such humble roles, would not dare to stand up against her. She had thought Eileen would only feel embarrassed and frustrated when confronted with challenges. She had believed that if things got too difficult, Eileen would probably seek comfort in Bryan’s embrace, weeping.

Yet, Lydia had not anticipated Eileen’s articulate and assertive response.

“Is this the woman you want to marry?” Brandon set his fork down on the table with a thud, looking sternly at Bryan. “She clearly lacks manners!”

“And what might the manners of the Dawson family entail?” Eileen challenged. “Does it include elders insulting or belittling the younger ones at will?”

This time, Brandon did not allow Eileen the opportunity to continue. “You have no right to speak here,” he said.

Stella snorted coldly. “She has no right? I am your mother! How dare you show such disrespect in my presence?”

“Mom!” Brandon’s voice showed clear disapproval, but he tempered his demeanor. “You’ve cut ties with Bryan. His choice of a wife is no longer your concern!” Stella was clearly defending Eileen and Bryan. Bryan, silent throughout the confrontation, carefully removed the shell of Eileen’s favorite lobster. After some time, he gently placed a piece of lobster meat on her plate.

Turning to Stella with a smile, Lydia said, “Mom, Brandon doesn’t truly mean it. As the head of the Dawson family, if he disapproves of Eileen, she will not be embraced by our family or rest in our family cemetery.”

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This was likely why Brandon had dared to cut ties with Bryan. When Lydia brought that up, a coldness seemed to emanate from Bryan.

Bryan removed his disposable gloves and leaned back in his chair, his hands gripping the seat. His jaw was clenched tightly; he appeared to be holding back intense emotions.

“The atmosphere has become too tense,” Lydia remarked, placing her fork down. “Brandon, you’re here not to stir conflict but to heal the rift between you and your son.”

Brandon had been icy, with neither saying a word to the other. If

and patting her shoulder reassuringly. “Today, we’re here to

will be returning soon. He has always liked Brandon, and I’ve hoped Brandon would set a good example for

and Brandon’s son was hinting that Brandon was easing his relationship with Bryan to be a role model

said that he was a cold and formidable figure in business, known for his decisive actions. However, Eileen knew Bryan as compassionate

you and your father sat down for a heart-to-heart. As his son, maybe you should take the initiative to do something. When was the last time

and concern. After a long while, Bryan extinguished his cigarette on the table, the spark dying swiftly. It seemed as if the light had gone out in his eyes. He looked up, fixing his

deserve it,”

dare you say that? How could I have such a disrespectful

his chair, a stark contrast to Brandon’s agitation. “Enough,” Lydia said, placing a hand on Brandon’s chest and guiding him to sit down again. “He’s your only son. Why lose your temper with him? Let’s eat. Remember, there’s a press conference later. Our family has been the talk of the town for too long.

as Brandon’s “only son.” This did not seem like a slip of the tongue. If Bryan was Brandon’s

Lydia heaped servings onto Zola’s plate. Suddenly, Zola winced as juice accidentally splashed

her tone cool. “You’re being so

a familiar space she had occupied before studying abroad. Since Zola came back this time, Stella had not asked her to stay in the house, so she resided elsewhere, though her belongings still filled the

into a new dress, a figure appeared at the door of her cloakroom. “Miss

replied without

woman in her thirties with a submissive demeanor. Zola finished adjusting her hair and faced the

of an agreement, marriage, and divorce. They kept their voices low and didn’t dare get too close; it seems they were unsure about telling Mr. Dawson

orchestrated by Stella. But what had prompted this sudden discussion in the past? Was Bryan’s first wife seeking financial compensation now? And had Stella been strategizing with Eileen to

Stella and Eileen wouldn’t have been concerned. And there would be no

Stella and inform me of any developments,”

in agreement. “Okay, I will leave now.” She then cautiously opened the door, peering out to ensure the coast was clear before exiting

of Stella and Eileen’s conversation, she now knew they

Lydia, and Zola departed, leaving much of the sumptuous meal untouched. Since their arrival earlier, a coldness had surrounded

can’t you just call him Dad? Your mother hasn’t even been laid to