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.”

neither saying a word to the other. If Brandon acknowledged his purpose was to mend their relationship now, it would mean that he was apologizing to Bryan. Unwilling to do that, Brandon simply snorted and averted his gaze,

reassuringly. “Today, we’re here to clarify our stance. We’re

rested on Zola’s face, Zola offered a nod. Lydia continued, “Family happiness comes first. My son will be returning soon. He has always liked Brandon, and I’ve hoped Brandon would set a good

seemed to boast of the close bond between Brandon and Travis Dawson. Lydia and Brandon’s son was hinting that Brandon was easing his relationship with Bryan to be

business, known for his decisive actions. However, Eileen knew Bryan

from his cigarette, allowing her to hold his hand. “Bryan, it’s been years since you and your father sat down for a heart-to-heart. As his son, maybe you should take the

while, Bryan extinguished his cigarette on the table, the spark

deserve it,” he

the dishes before him clattering sharply because of his action. “How dare you say that? How could I have such a disrespectful son?” His voice was thick with

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.

like a slip of the tongue. If Bryan was Brandon’s only son, what was Travis’s

touch his food, while Lydia heaped servings onto Zola’s plate. Suddenly,

frowned, her tone cool. “You’re being

upstairs. Zola’s room was on the third floor, a familiar space she had occupied before studying abroad. Since Zola came back this time, Stella had not

changing into a new dress, a figure appeared at the door of her

replied

servant said. She was a woman in her thirties with a submissive demeanor. Zola finished adjusting her hair and faced the mirror. “What did they

their voices low and didn’t dare get too close; it

Zola adjusted her hair, she furrowed her brow in contemplation. She knew that Bryan’s marriage to his first wife was an arranged one, orchestrated by Stella. But what had prompted this sudden discussion in the past?

just about money, Stella and Eileen wouldn’t have been concerned. And there would

keep an eye on Stella and

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

the specifics of Stella and Eileen’s

the sumptuous meal untouched. Since their arrival earlier, a coldness had surrounded Bryan,

sighed. “Why can’t you just call him Dad? Your mother hasn’t even been laid to rest in our family’s cemetery