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Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 1391
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Chapter 1391: "Your boss, Mr. Dawson, has seenmultiple times and didn't bat an eye. Why do you care so much?" Presley said sharply.

Raymond hesitated. "Mr. Dawson saw you working here before?" Presley replied, "Yes, we met a few days back. He thought I was overqualified for cleaning and suggested I join the secretarial staff, but I turned him down. I'm still in the middle of this messy divorce, and if—” "Get security up here." Raymond had heard enough. He called the front desk and didn't spare Presley a glance. "If you're about to tellthat Mr. Dawson remembers you from his university days, I might buy that. But don't waste your breath on any romantic nonsense. Mr. Dawson only loves his wife.” When it cto Bryan, there was no gray area. Without Eileen, he was like a well-oiled machine—cold, precise, and utterly devoid of emotion.

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Presley was stunned. She had clawed her way into the firm, replacing a janitorial worker's spot.

After nearly a month of keeping her head down, she had finally managed to reach the top floor. And today, of all days, her luck had run out. Even if she had crossed paths with Bryan, she wouldn't have dared speak to him. She had thought she could use Raymond to climb higher, but now...

She exclaimed, "I've got a contract with this company. If you throwout, you'll owecompensation!" Raymond sneered. "You think Mr. Dawson cares about that money? I'm already doing you a favor by telling you to leave. If Mr. Dawson finds you here after his meeting, you won't just be kicked out. Think about the consequences." Step into new worlds at g V Ino vls.conn Just then, the elevator dinged open, and out poured a dozen security guards, swiftly surrounding Raymond and Presley.

"Escort her out!" Raymond ordered. "And make sure every department gets her photo. She's not to cwithin ten miles of this company, no matter what excuse she tries. Understood?" The guards didn't waste a second. They grabbed Presley and began dragging her away, her struggles barely slowing them down. She flung the cleaning rag into the nearest...

The bucket of filthy water splashed onto the floor and sof the guards, but they didn't even flinch. Raymond, standing closest to the splash zone, ended up with his sleeve drenched in the dirty water. He grimaced and headed toward the restroom to clean up.

"Bryan wronged me! He's a heartless jerk! It's all his fault I'm in this mess! How can you treatlike this-" Presley's rant was cut short as a guard slapped a hand over her mouth, silencing her mid-outburst.

But the commotion had already caught the attention of a few secretaries peeking out from their offices, their minds spinning with wild guesses.

By evening, whispers about Bryan's love life had made their way to Eileen's ears. Snosy people had even gone to the security office to watch the surveillance footage of Presley being taken away by security guards.

They managed to snag a screenshot of Presley being dragged out, but the angle was off, her face barely visible. e And with the distorted audio, Eileen didn't Ildn't recognize her. After all, it never even crossed Eileen's mind that Presley-once the picture of elegance-would be wearing a cleaning uniform.

"Mom, who's this?" Gabriela's face was practically glued to the phone as she listened intently to the grainy, high-pitched sounds coming from the video, her curiosity piqued.