Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 1252:

“Hey, you coming home for dinner?” she asked casually.

“No, got a meeting. You guys go ahead. Oh, how’d the tests go?” Bryan replied.

It was obvious Bryan was swamped.

He knew she had a doctor’s appointment today, yet he couldn’t make time to accompany her. He had even forgotten to ask about the results earlier.

Eileen relaxed slightly and replied, “The numbers are still a bit low, but they’re good enough. Another round of meds should do it. We’ll tell everyone the good news when you’re not so busy.”

Before Bryan could respond, a woman’s voice—his secretary’s—interjected, “Mr. Dawson, the meeting’s about to start.”

“Right,” Bryan said curtly and then hung up the phone.

Eileen blinked. Raymond always handled Bryan’s schedule. Why was someone else doing it today? Confusion gnawed at Eileen, but she had a contract to sign. She quickly changed and headed out.

She arrived at the restaurant, got the room number for the private room, and hurried towards it. Rounding a corner, she spotted Raymond standing right outside the door.

Raymond’s face went white when he saw Eileen. He spun on his heel, ready to flee.

“Hold it right there!” Eileen quickly approached Raymond with her hands in her pockets. “Why are you here?”

“I…” Raymond hesitated.

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Eileen’s eyes briefly flickered toward the private room behind Raymond, where she was supposed to finalize the contract with her client. Just as she was about to push open the door, Raymond quickly stepped in her way.

“Mrs. Dawson, what brings you here?” he asked.

“Do I owe you an explanation?” Eileen shot back, her expression stern. “Actually, you’re the one who needs to explain to me why you’re here.”

After a brief pause, she asked, “Did you come here with Bryan?”

“No,” Raymond blurted out without thinking.

“Then what are you doing here?” Eileen’s brow furrowed as she studied Raymond, but Raymond remained silent. Just then, the door to the private room swung open.

Presley stepped out and said, “Ah, Mrs. Dawson, you are here. I was wondering what caused the sudden tension out here.”

As she spoke, she casually positioned herself between Raymond and Eileen.noveldrama

Eileen caught a whiff of perfume mixed with the faintest trace of something metallic, like blood. The scent made her feel nauseous, and she instinctively stepped back.

“Raymond, there’s no need to feel awkward. The business world is tiny, and running into situations like this is normal. You shouldn’t feel awkward seeing your past and current employers in the same room. Since I hired you, it means I think you’re skilled and shows I’m not afraid of your former boss. Frankly, she’s the one who should feel awkward.” Presley’s tone was measured.

Eileen froze, shocked but fully grasping the meaning behind Presley’s words. When had Raymond started working for Presley and the Deleon Group?

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