Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 1428:

A look of realization dawned on Bryan’s face, and he frowned slightly. “Interesting,” he said. “Well, there’s no better time than now. Let’s talk.”

The project site stretched out before Bryan and Javier, devoid of any noteworthy features.

Bryan eased himself out of the car, his lean frame resting against the cool metal. With a practiced motion, he extended a cigarette to Javier. “You go first, Mr. Deleon,” he said.

Javier accepted the cigarette but left it unlit. “‘Let’s not blur the lines between business and personal matters,” he said, his tone carefully neutral. “Your vendetta against the Deleon Group—it’s about my wife, isn’t it?”

Bryan flicked his lighter, the flame dancing in the breeze as he lit his own cigarette. He then held it out to Javier. “And aren’t you targeting the EB Group because of your wife, Mr.

Deleon?” he countered, exhaling a plume of smoke.

Javier fell silent.

“The Deleon Group wanted to plant its flag on Onaland, but let me tell you, that’s the Worst turf you could’ve picked. It’s already packed with big domestic players—standing out here is difficult. Word is, your foreign shareholders flat-out rejected the idea of expanding here. But your wife, well, she pushed for it, didn’t she? And you, knowing she’s got her own game plan, let her do what she wanted. Don’t you think keeping such a woman by your

Group would only drag on for years, especially if Javier played the

being there when Eileen gave birth. He wanted her to deliver the baby without any unnecessary stress. Otherwise, he wouldn’t waste his breath

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to the gut, making his face pale, and a

replace someone else, Mr. Deleon. You used to be a top dog in the business world; you should know that. A moment of weakness is one thing, but dragging it out…” Bryan’s lips curled into a slight, thin smile—not exactly sarcastic, but far from friendly. That look alone was enough

cigarette, his tall, unruffled frame

deal with Amoura, you could let the Deleon

I meant, Mr. Deleon. How you handle Amoura is your business.

suit with a quick brush of his hand, gave a small nod, and