Chapter 366
Eileen knew this wasn’t the best time, given the business lunch later. However, with Julio coming by many times lately, she felt she couldn’t wait any longer, especially after noticing Dalores’ emotional fluctuations.
“Is that true?” Dalores asked, her eyes red and glistening with unshed tears. “You’ve only known him for a short while. How can you understand him so well? He used to treat me with so much kindness.”
Eileen placed the card gently on the center console between them. “That’s true. I haven’t known him as long as you have. But let me tell you something: a person’s true character often comes to light in their darkest hours. He was the eldest son of the Freguson family, leading a life of comfort and ease. He was kind and gentle in those days, but only because he hadn’t faced any real hardships.”
She had the impression that after Julio was ousted from the Freguson family, he seemed to be slowly regaining his strength, buoyed by Dalores’ presence. However, beneath his calm exterior, Julio was silently plotting his revenge. He was determined to get what he wanted, no matter the cost.
“I don’t believe it,” Dalores muttered, her frustration boiling over. Whenever she was upset, she couldn’t help but lash out with harsh words in front of Julio.
However, she couldn’t help but indulge in a daydream. “Mr. Dawson is as cold as ice, impervious to emotions. But after all the trials and tribulations, doesn’t he, too, place some value on feelings?”
Eileen and Bryan kept in touch over the phone, never shying away from conversations with Dalores around. Because of this, Dalores knew that Bryan and Eileen were back together and that Bryan had been in a car accident because of Eileen.
“Bryan might appear ruthless and resolute on the surface, but deep down, he remains unchanged when he loves someone. Julio, on the other hand, is nothing like him. Don’t try to compare him to anyone else. People are different.”
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Dalores fell silent, her posture stiff as she lowered her gaze, not uttering a word. The midday sun streamed through the car window, casting a warm glow. A single crystalline tear slipped down her cheek and landed gently on the back of her hand.
Dalores quickly lifted her head, brushed away her tears, and spoke in a choked voice. “Ms. Curtis, I can’t take the card. Even if I leave, I can’t accept his money. I’ve already used too much of his money. Please let him know I’ll pay him back once I can save enough. Whether I stay or go is my decision.”
“Just take the card. You can discuss things with him later if you need to,” Eileen replied, unwilling to become entangled in their matters. “You should head back now. Mr. Nash is attending the business lunch with me.”
As soon as Eileen stepped out of the car and shut the door, she spotted Benjamin standing by the entrance of the restaurant. Seeing her approach, Benjamin quickly snubbed out his cigarette and slipped his hand out of his pocket. “No need to rush. Mr. Quinn and the others haven’t shown up yet.”
“Alright. When did you pick up smoking?” Eileen didn’t remember ever seeing him smoke.
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