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.

sat with his body turned to the side, his legs bent under his black trousers, his foot resting on

wrist lay on the back of the chair, his clean, slender fingers nearly

the impression of

Walsh Group’s project is moving forward smoothly, so the responsibility for the company will rest with you two. I need to shift my focus to the Ferguson family now,”

had

didn’t mind Bryan hearing him; he

showing no interest in the

let anyone harm you, right? Maybe you should decide what to do with your shares

comment caused Julio to frown

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

his teeth. “You’re not helping me build an empire;

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

Julio’s partners, unable to back him up

particularly painful to hear. He frowned

certainly accompany her. He nodded to Bryan and said,

into his pocket and casually draping his jacket over his shoulders. He followed

heat was stifling; even the night offered no relief, tousling Eileen’s short hair. She brushed it

dropped me off,” Bryan explained, taking a couple of

was left

what Phoebe had said, Eileen fell silent briefly, her heart sinking. “I’ll drive you,” she offered, breaking the

about?” Bryan took another step down. His voice was light as

was afraid that Bryan would pressure her into reconciling, but unexpectedly, Bryan was afraid she might cut ties with

Eileen said softly, searching her bag for the keys before

thought to himself that if she insisted

if she didn’t? Bryan longed to spend more time

mixed with the hint of tobacco and leather, creating

the tension between them was palpable. Eileen focused on

“West Villas,” Bryan answered.

under the neon lights, his lips pressed together,

driven there countless times and had never felt it was so

and Bryan turned to gaze at Eileen, a suppressed intensity in his

She didn’t want to

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

as he strode

out, leaning against the

turned around, and walked back toward her. He reached out, running his hand

was forced to lift her head. She was pressed against the car,

seeking a response

remained passive, neither rejecting nor

against each other, and Bryan’s eyes were slightly open as he gazed

released her, burying his head in

discuss anything now. Our relationship isn’t suitable for mere friendship,

suitable for us then?” Eileen asked, her voice strained as she fought to hold back tears. She tilted her head slightly, the moonlight revealing the glisten of tears

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

enemies wasn’t quite accurate, but their relationship

her intentions clear, why are you still in despair? Why not