Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 325

Chapter 325:

Eileen knew that the Dawson family was in turmoil, as was the Ferguson family.

Bryan had approached her, making it inevitable that she would become a target for the Ferguson family.

While others in the business world might worry about a potential comeback, Kaysen would not.

Kaysen had nothing to fear. If Bryan got close to her, he would be aligning himself with Julio’s faction, and Kaysen would definitely cause trouble for Bryan.

Eileen knew Bryan must also be aware of this, yet he still…

For a moment, Eileen struggled to put the feeling in her heart into words.

“After this drink, we’ll have another,” Bryan said, pointing to his glass with a wicked smile. “I’ll listen to you.”

His words were full of ambiguity.

As they sat close together, Eileen could smell his fresh and pleasant scent.

Her lips were slightly pursed, her eyes following the clear veins on the back of his hand, trailing up his forearm.

“Ferguson Group and Apex Group are sworn enemies. The relationship between Ms. Curtis and Mr. Dawson… is it really?”

Finally, someone couldn’t resist questioning.

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“Just because we sit together doesn’t mean we have a good relationship,” Eileen said, stopping Bryan as he was about to speak.

She placed her hand on the back of his under the table.

Bryan turned his head to gaze at her intently. Eileen’s short hair was neatly tucked behind her ears, her profile seemingly sculpted to perfection.

When she grew serious, her clear eyes glinted sharply, and her lips moved to silence the other person’s words.

“And you guys just had a drink with him. Does that mean your relationship with him is close?” Eileen said.

“Ms. Curtis, you’re quite confrontational. We were just casually mentioning it,” someone interjected.

Eileen scoffed, her tone cutting. “We’re all adults here. I know your thoughts. If you dislike me or Kaysen, there’s no need to conceal it. Prove yourselves through your work. Picking at trivial matters here—it’s pathetic.”

Her words left the people in the room red-faced and embarrassed.

It had to be admitted—her approach to handling things matched Bryan’s.

Who would dare speak sarcastically now? If they had objections, they should let their performance speak and cut out these unnecessary complications.

This meal rattled these men, forcing them to acknowledge that Eileen was not to be messed with.

because Bryan sat with his body turned to the side, his legs bent under his black trousers,

the chair, his

the impression of holding

the responsibility for the company will rest with you two. I need to shift

had reached Bryan’s

Bryan hearing him; he

no interest in the Ferguson

professional tone. Then she added, “You’re not going to let anyone harm you, right? Maybe you

straightforward comment caused Julio

to Julio, “Eileen has a point. We could be seen as comrades who fought alongside you. If something were to happen to you and your shares reverted to the Ferguson family, wouldn’t that be regrettable? Why not prepare a will in advance? If

me build

wouldn’t dare,” Eileen joked with a smile. “But

back him up if the Ferguson family decided to harm

Julio particularly painful

dinner concluded, Julio allowed Eileen to leave first, knowing Bryan would certainly accompany her. He nodded to Bryan and said, “Mr.

casually draping his jacket over his shoulders. He followed Eileen outside

the night offered no relief, tousling Eileen’s short hair. She brushed it behind her ear

a couple of steps down. “But he

left

heart sinking. “I’ll drive you,”

talk about?” Bryan took another step down. His voice was light as he continued, “If

verge of tears. She was afraid that Bryan would pressure her into reconciling,

car,” Eileen said softly, searching her bag for the

He thought to himself that if she insisted on talking about it, he

longed to spend more time

the car, the subtle scent of Eileen’s perfume mixed with

between them was palpable. Eileen focused on

“West Villas,” Bryan answered.

neon lights, his lips pressed together, his heart fluttering at her slightest

had never felt it was so near, but today, for some reason, she arrived

of West Villas, and Bryan turned to gaze at Eileen, a

want to feel weird

and opened the door smoothly. “Go rest. We can talk another time,” he said, stepping

behind Bryan as he strode into the

out, leaning against the car

back toward her. He reached out, running his hand through

to lift her head. She was pressed against the car, his kiss dominating

the kiss, seeking

remained passive, neither

eyes were slightly open

burying his

for mere friendship, but it’s also not suitable for being strangers,” Bryan

you believe is suitable for us then?” Eileen asked, her voice strained as she fought to hold back tears. She tilted her

intensely—if they couldn’t be together, then it was better to never see each other

quite accurate, but their relationship wasn’t much

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