Chapter 262

Chapter 262:

Eileen had anticipated that Bryan might merely prevent the Warren family from silencing journalists, allowing the story about Kian to be disclosed. To her astonishment, the disclosure didn’t happen through traditional media outlets but unfolded in a strikingly direct manner.

The Warren family owned numerous shopping malls and hotels located in bustling cities. On these properties, massive screens—each spanning fifty to sixty square meters—continuously scrolled images of Kian and Megan in bed, with captions explicitly stating, “The man is the owner of the mall, and the woman is his cousin!”

The revelation required no introduction for people from high society, and it was easy for ordinary people to recognize Kian. Onlookers enjoyed the spectacle, and within just a few minutes, many had used their phones to take pictures of the screen and post them on their social media accounts. When the Warren family realized their systems were hacked and couldn’t halt the display, they urgently cut the power to the buildings. This shutdown resulted in substantial business disruptions.

However, the screens, having been tampered with, were powered elsewhere. They remained operational. Faced with no alternatives, Kian instructed that the screens be physically destroyed. Despite the immediate financial hit from the damage, this was minor compared to the plummeting stock value of the Warren Group’s companies.

Shareholders rushed to the company, demanding an explanation, and it took the entire security team to prevent them from storming Kian’s office. Seated in his office chair, Kian looked both anxious and somber, his usually charming eyes now cold.

Benjamin entered the office, standing before the desk, and reported, “Mr. Warren, the shareholders aren’t leaving. They’ve convened in the conference room and demand an explanation.”

“Explanation?” Kian snapped as he abruptly stood, seizing a document from the desk and hurling it at Benjamin. “If I tell you I didn’t touch Megan, would you believe me?” Benjamin, maintaining his composure, let the document strike his forehead before it fluttered to the floor.

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Kian’s frustration only grew at the sight. He paced around the desk, asking, “Why are Bryan and Eileen still together? Didn’t you sleep with her? How could Bryan possibly go this far for her?”

Overwhelmed by emotion, Benjamin steadied himself and replied calmly, “Because he loves Eileen too much, Mr. Warren. Why are you so obsessed with this matter? Miss Warren is already in a bad situation. Do you think disrupting Eileen and Bryan’s relationship will make Bryan marry Miss Warren?” Unbeknownst to Benjamin, Kian had actually done this for Zola.

Kian harbored deep feelings for Zola, but he had to keep them hidden. He couldn’t let people know that he and Zola were in love with each other; otherwise, it wouldn’t look good for Zola, who had been raised by the Dawson family to be Hwan’s wife. But he didn’t know Zola’s hidden intentions. All his feelings for her were just foolishness.

“Do I need your advice on what to do? Like Eileen? I’ll grant your wish and expose your overnight stay with Eileen at the hotel!” Kian declared, planning to reveal the secret that Eileen and Benjamin had spent a night together at a hotel before. Such exposure would undoubtedly tarnish Bryan’s reputation.

The dilemma was that Bryan had to choose to marry Eileen amidst public ridicule or break up under the pressure; both scenarios promised significant challenges. Benjamin’s expression frowned. Revealing the overnight stay would certainly cast doubts on Eileen’s innocence. No one else would trust her as Bryan did.

reluctance, smirked coldly. “Remember who you work for! Find out where Bryan is. I need to see him. As for the

responded with a slight nod, then turned and left the office. Once out of Kian’s view, his eyes

city. Stella had a pleasant evening, staying long enough to discuss wedding plans and the possibility of great-grandchildren with Ruby. But then, a phone call

Stella stopped him. “Don’t bother; just take care of yourself. Get well soon, and make sure Eileen is ready

out Ruby, motioning for her to see

however, dismissed the idea. “Eileen, stay with your mother. Let Bryan see me out. I have

responded, choosing not to press

elevator. As the doors began to close, Stella offered a warm smile to Ruby and her daughters. But as soon as the doors sealed shut, her smile

upon hearing this. “That Warren boy lacks foresight. His sister is already mad.

chose not to burden Stella with these concerns. Approaching her car, Stella broached a topic that had been on

that if Brandon misspoke tomorrow, it could potentially help Kian

I know what to do,” Bryan

a cigarette under the dim light of a streetlamp, his figure isolated amidst the swirling insects

call. Raymond had nearly worn himself out from the recent busy days. Today, he got to bed early and was in deep sleep when the call jolted

what do you need? Alright… Okay, on my

dressed quickly, Raymond let out a sigh, the weight of the impending night evident as he

the night, putting away all the gifts Stella had brought. The house was crammed with

champagne. Take them down to Bryan’s place. We have no more room here,” Bailee said. Revitalized from a brief rest on the sofa, Eileen picked up the items and carried them

and casting a sliver of light from the slightly open study door. Quietly, she placed the

not to interrupt, Eileen headed to the bedroom to wait for him after showering, planning to discuss the matters

his work, visibly worn since he had foregone sleep the previous night. Post-shower, he slid into bed and drew Eileen into a comforting embrace, her scent filling him with

really getting married?” Eileen inquired, her head nestled against his chest,

reassuring. “Yes, if you have any thoughts about the wedding, feel free to discuss them with

brief pause, she whispered softly, “So when do you think we’ll start a family?”

of pregnancy seemed too great at present.

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