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The room was crowded. Everyone stood, looking toward one corner. It seemed like it wasn’t the opportune
moment to catch any infidelity. Phoebe paused for a few seconds and then stealthily moved behind Eileen as
Jacob, who had just entered, was scanning the crowd.
No sooner had Phoebe stepped back than she spotted Raymond just outside the door. Raymond had noticed
Eileen bursting into the club. He didn’t have tto ponder why she was here; his only concern was that he
couldn't let Eileen see Milford. His intention was to get Eileen to leave. However, he had been too late: Eileen
had already entered the private room.
“Hey!” Phoebe turned to Eileen’s shoulder and exclaimed, “We didn’t chere for nothing! Look, there's
something amiss with your man!”
Eileen followed where Phoebe pointed and noticed Raymond's evident panic. She furrowed her brow and
scanned the crowd again, picking out a familiar voice amidst the noise.
“It's not what you think. Con, Bryan, explain to them,” Presley urged softly. Although Phoebe and Eileen
could see Presley, they could picture her shy face. However, the mention of Bryan's ncaused Eileen’s
expression to darken.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPhoebe pushed forward again, chuckling, and asked everyone to make room for them. Then, she pulled Eileen
through the crowd to the front.
Near the restroom corner, where the lighting was dimmed, Presley was bathed in soft light, dressed in a black
suit jacket. Eileen found the suit jacket familiar. Nearby, Bryan was clad in a gray shirt, a cigarette dangling
between his fingers. His brow was furrowed, and his eyes held unshakable coldness.
“What's going on here?” Phoebe’s voice carried a peculiar tone. “Mr. Dawson, weren't you supposed to be in a
meeting at the Group? Wasn't the meeting supposed to last all day? Why are you here having a rendezvous in
the restroom?”
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At the sight of Eileen, Bryan's posture tensed. He quickly extinguished his cigarette and discarded it. Then, he
began to walk toward the door.
Phoebe blocked Bryan's path and demanded, “Mr. Dawson, you need to clarify things. Why rush over to Eileen?
You should finish explaining before you leave.”
“Explain what?” Bryan halted, confusion clouding his eyes as he looked at Phoebe.
“With so many people here, you can’t keep playing dumb. Explain what's going on with that woman's suit jacket!
Why are both of you wet? Why did she say it wasn’t what everyone thought? What did everyone think it was?”
Phoebe scrutinized Presley and Bryan.
Bryan looked up at Eileen, who adjusted her down jacket—it was now inside.
“Eileen, I'll give you the two property division plans later,” Phoebe said in a low, yet audible voice, making sure
everyone in the room could hear her.
Bryan arched an eyebrow, spun around, and gestured toward Presley. “She spilled coffee on herself. When she
went to rinse it off, she turned on the tap, and the water splashed all over me. So, is there any issue with that?”
As a result, his dark gray shirt was soaked through, clinging to his defined chest muscles. Presley's hair was
damp, and her clothes were even worse, sticking to her curves. Paired with her unclear explanation, if Bryan
hadn't spoken up, anyone could have assumed something inappropriate had happened in the bathroom.
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