Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 878:

“Mr. Finch, your family dynamics are quite interesting,” Bryan’s low, authoritative voice came through the phone, dripping with sarcasm.

Conroy’s throat tightened as he instinctively glanced at Gianna. Without a second thought, Gianna snatched the phone from Eileen and hurled it to the floor with all her might. The phone hit the ground with a harsh thud, its screen shattering upon impact. It was clear that Gianna had used considerable strength to destroy it.

“Don’t think you can hide behind Mr. Dawson’s protection, Eileen,” Gianna sneered. “Remember, Conroy is your father, and he still holds all the power. If he disapproves of your marriage to Mr. Dawson, you won’t be able to marry him. And if he doesn’t want you to go to the company, you won’t be able to do anything about it! As long as your father is firm in his decisions, Dawson won’t be foolish enough to fall out with us for your sake!”

The Vazquez family was, after all, the most powerful family in Alverton. Conroy and Gianna were at the helm now, prepared to sever all of Eileen’s connections to the outside world, imprisoning her just as they had done to Leyla.

Eileen’s gaze hardened as she looked down at the broken phone. She pressed her lips together before saying coldly, “You know well that Conroy is really my father, and that you indeed are my aunt.”

Her words struck like a dagger, causing both Gianna and Conroy’s faces to pale. How could Eileen possibly know this?

Gianna’s eyes narrowed into slits, her malice evident. “You think you know it all, huh? But there’s still so much you don’t understand! If you’re really so curious, you can choose your method of death, and I’ll enlighten you before you die!”

“There are indeed many ways to die, but she is still young and doesn’t understand any of it,” Bryan’s voice suddenly echoed from the courtyard. His tall figure emerged from the shadows, and behind him, a dozen impeccably dressed bodyguards formed a solid wall, blocking anyone who dared approach.

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Bryan, clad in a black wool coat, looked every bit the embodiment of power, exuding a cold, commanding aura. As he approached Eileen, he removed his coat and draped it over her shoulders. Then, turning his sharp gaze to Gianna and Conroy, he spoke, “Since you’re so eager to demonstrate, why don’t you choose a method of death and show her first?”

Conroy’s blood ran cold. Bryan’s unexpected arrival in the dead of night sent waves of panic through him. It seemed that Bryan had come to save Eileen.

Conroy realized they were exposed. What should they do now? His mind raced with dread, leaving him unable to speak.noveldrama

Meanwhile, Gianna recognized Bryan and her expression faltered.

“You’re Eileen’s cousin, aren’t you? I remember you. Let’s be clear—she’s not even related to us by blood. She belongs to the Vazquez family. So, what’s with bringing all these bodyguards to bluff your way through this?”

As Gianna spoke, the bodyguards from Bryan and Conroy’s sides clashed fiercely in the yard. Since they were all dressed in black, it was hard to tell whose men were winning.

But in Gianna’s mind, Bryan was nothing more than a temporary ally for Eileen—a person with no real power to back him up.

Conroy, still in shock, finally found his voice.

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