Chapter 879
“What? Who are you talking about?”
Gianna pointed at Bryan. “He is Eileen’s cousin!”
“He is Mr. Dawson!” Conroy growled. “What nonsense are you talking about? Have you met him before?”
The sounds of the fighting in the courtyard provided just enough cover for the conversation between Conroy and Gianna to continue unnoticed. Bryan gently clasped Eileen’s cold hands, patiently waiting for Conroy and Gianna to piece together the true nature of his relationship with Eileen.
However, Gianna and Conroy were far less astute than he had expected. They stared at Bryan and Eileen in bewilderment for what felt like an eternity. Then, with a bold leap in logic, Gianna said, “Eileen, you’ve probably known since childhood that you’re not your mother’s biological daughter. You must have secretly had an affair with your cousin. Considering your family’s reputation, you wouldn’t tell anyone about your child’s identity there, so you came to Alverton to live your life. Am I right?”
Conroy interrupted angrily, “Gianna, that’s Mr. Dawson! How could Mr. Dawson be Eileen’s cousin?”
“Then how could Eileen be involved with Mr. Dawson?” Gianna asked, her confusion deepening. They both turned to look at Eileen and Bryan, seeking answers.
Eileen finally spoke, her voice calm. “Do you think I might be his wife?”
“That’s impossible!” Conroy’s response was immediate and absolute. “Mr. Dawson’s wife passed away long ago. I understand now—he’s been pursuing you since his wife’s death. Since you were heading to Alverton, he sent you here.”
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Upon hearing this, Eileen felt resigned.
Conroy continued, “Mr. Dawson, there are many good women in the world. Eileen’s mother died from a mental illness, and she might have inherited it. Didn’t you tell Jessica that the Dawson family wouldn’t accept any woman with a genetic condition? Eileen is not worthy of you. I’m sorry you had to witness our family’s troubles today, but… I hope you won’t meddle too much in this matter.”
Without acknowledging Eileen’s reaction, Conroy gave what he thought was a sincere offer to Bryan.
“You mentioned being interested in a project before. Our VQ Group is willing to give it to you. What do you think?”
Bryan placed his arm firmly around Eileen’s waist. His voice was calm but carried a cold edge as he spoke. “You two aren’t deaf, but you certainly aren’t very perceptive. Allow me to clarify: Eileen is my legal wife. She’s the CEO and legal representative of EB Group, Apex Group, and Warren Group. Our daughter’s name is Gabriela Curtis. She has her mother’s last name.”
Conroy and Gianna were stunned, their gazes locked on Eileen, who was standing beside Bryan. Bryan’s words still rang in Eileen’s ears. He had spoken noticeably faster than usual, and to be honest, this rapid pace clashed with his usual detached and calm demeanor.
Eileen suspected that he had spoken quickly out of fear that she might interrupt him if he slowed down. After all, he had been waiting a long time for this opportunity to speak the truth.
“You don’t understand?” Noticing the bewildered expressions across from him, Bryan felt displeased. “Then let me put it another way. When you meet me, you always address me as Mr. Dawson and shower me with flattery, but to Eileen, I’m just her husband who listens to everything she says.”