Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 1123:

People who presented themselves as flawless—gentle, elegant, without a single blemish—tended to draw even more scrutiny.

Moreover, every time Eileen clashed with Kamila or Jaliyah, Keith conveniently kept his distance, always managing to support Eileen in a seemingly reasonable way.

It appeared as though Keith was shielding Eileen, but in truth, he was pushing Kamila inch by inch toward a dead end, fueling Kamila’s hatred for Eileen.

“Bryan is still working on the matter of Marisa’s dismissal. Quite the resourceful man, I’ll give him that. He took down my most competent assistant with ease. But does it matter? He’ll only find your lifeless body already lined up for a guy.” Keith caressed the blade’s edge with chilling nonchalance. “My wife’s first love, still pining for her after all these years. With my wife imprisoned, he was angry enough to kill you—a perfect narrative.”

Eileen’s back prickled with cold sweat as she eyed the lethal blade. Yet, disappointment overshadowed her fear. “Logical, indeed. But you’ve underestimated me,” she said.

sooner had the words left her lips than a swarm of uniformed officers appeared, surrounding Keith with weapons. Keith’s face contorted with shock. As realization dawned, he lunged toward Eileen, grasping at

him. But fate intervened—the

witnessed Keith’s knife plummeting toward

bulged on the back of Bryan’s hand as he exerted crushing force, nearly crushing

the newest

Eileen scrambled to her feet, positioning herself behind Bryan, staring at this unrecognizable version

against Bryan’s strength, but he couldn’t break

can’t do this! I’m Eileen’s biological father!”

family—of a father who cared for me. Conroy crushed half that hope. But you… YOU’ve made me wish I’d never been born. If not for

to a lonely existence, enduring the agony of

you are never worthy of my mother, and you’re certainly not worthy to be my father! Today, you will confess your sins before my mother!” Eileen declared, pulling out an old diary and flipping through it. The worn