Chapter 992
Eileen told him about the matter and then added, “I already have a husband. He’s incredible, and I love him dearly. How could I ever divorce him and marry someone else?”
Bryan chuckled and said, “You love me so dearly that you run away as soon as you get the chance?”
Eileen was momentarily at a loss for words. Realizing she was at fault, Eileen quickly changed the subject and asked, “Can we focus on the main issue here? Someone’s trying to take your wife away.”
A soft click echoed from the other end of the line, suggesting that Bryan had just lit a cigarette. He said, “The real issue here is that even if no one else tries to take my wife away from me, she’ll run away on her own.”
Eileen rested her head against the swing, feeling utterly resigned.
A slender figure appeared at the entrance of the garden, walking slowly with a cigarette between his fingers. Bryan said, “What are you so scared of when you have me? I’ll always support you. You could’ve talked to me about the matter during the day, so why choose the middle of the night to bring it up?”
“I’m not scared. It’s just that I can’t sleep because of everything that’s been going on,” Eileen said, her voice tinged with sadness. She believed she was probably affected by Leyla.
Leyla had been determined to provide her with a safe and peaceful life within the Vazquez family, making sure everything was set up perfectly for her in Alverton. But this was how the business world worked; new leaders often inherited a mess left behind by their predecessors. Within the family, there were plenty of people who didn’t like her and were eager to see her ousted. Meanwhile, outside the family, there were countless hidden threats. Many were looking for a chance to bring down VQ Group, unwilling to let it remain in its dominant position.
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Since taking over VQ Group, trouble had seemed to follow her everywhere. It was clear that no matter how hard Leyla tried, she couldn’t ensure a smooth path ahead for her.
“Honestly, I’m not really worried. I know I have you. But my grandma always insists on taking on the responsibility for me,” Eileen said.
Bryan responded patiently, “Let her handle what she can so that she feels content. And for the things she can’t manage, I’ll step in and take care of them.”
Eileen pressed her lips together thoughtfully. After a moment of realization, she asked, “So, what exactly am I supposed to be responsible for?”
“Going back to sleep.” Bryan’s voice on the phone grew fainter, but the sound beside Eileen was crystal clear.
Eileen spun around quickly and saw Bryan hanging up, slipping his phone into his pocket, and bending down to lift her up. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes widening as she asked, “Why are you here? Where’s Gabriela?”
“I got here two hours ago,” Bryan explained as he carried her back to the room. “I didn’t want to wake you while you were sleeping.”
As soon as he had been back, he had immediately found a servant to get the latest updates and instructed Raymond to look into the Brown family’s background.
“I heard the Brown family is highly concerned with their reputation. Even though you’re married, your status as head of the Vazquez family fits their need for a respectable image.”