Chapter 223: Chapter 223

Chapter 223:

The short clip showed Dora trying to get closer to Zola. Phoebe put away her phone and said, “We need to stay alert, okay?”

“Got it.” Eileen played with a lock of her hair and nodded affirmatively.

After Ruby’s return, Eileen exchanged a few words with her. Just as Eileen was preparing to leave after getting Ruby ready for bed, Phoebe stopped her.

“Hey, Jacob just texted saying Dora is adamant about driving Zola home. She’s likely trying to learn more about Bryan through Zola,” Phoebe said.

Upon hearing this, Eileen paused for a moment and replied, “Got it.” Then she turned to leave.

She could relate to the fervor of youth when pursuing someone they admired, especially someone as remarkable as Bryan. Yet, it seemed the Myers family was keen on setting Bryan up, which was odd considering they knew Bryan wasn’t single.

Just as she exited the villa, Eileen noticed a tall figure standing under a streetlight nearby. The man was shrouded in light, making his features unclear.

When Bryan saw Eileen, he slowly walked over, switched his jacket to his other hand, and took hers, guiding her home.

“Have you been waiting long?” Eileen guessed it had been over an hour since Bryan had left the gathering.

Bryan answered her question and then brought up his project, briefing her on the details. “Denzel will move to Onaland in a few days. We need to wrap this project up before he goes so that he can finalize it there. By the time you and I go back to Onaland, everything should be set to launch,” he said.

The final implementation location of the project was set in Onaland, and Bryan would continue to develop it when he returned.

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As the car drove through the night, Zola sat in the first row on the left, beside Dora.

“Miss Murray, who do you think is more suitable for Mr. Dawson, me or Eileen?” Dora inquired bluntly.

Zola glanced at Dora and smiled. “Considering your family background, you’re a better match.”

Dora was taken aback by such a straightforward response, especially given Zola’s earlier evasive answers in the private room. She had expected a more formal reply.

Noticing Dora’s confusion, Zola explained, “Dora, it was crowded back in the private room, and with Bryan’s close friend there, I couldn’t speak freely.”

After a pause, she added, “Actually, Eileen was initially the mistress. You might not be aware since you’re not from Onaland, but Bryan was married until a year ago. Before that… Eileen had already slept with Bryan.”

“What?” Dora exclaimed, astonished. “To think she’s just a tutor, so proper on the outside… It turns out she’s shameless!”

Her impression of Eileen changed. “I suppose she’s got a few tricks that helped her climb to the top.”

Zola said, “While Bryan is remarkable, even the most impressive men can’t change their nature to prefer the new and forget the old. Plus, you and Eileen have entirely different personalities. I believe if you’re willing to give it a shot, Bryan will surely be drawn to you.”

Dora responded confidently, “Of course, she’s just a tutor. How could she ever measure up to me?”

At that, Zola decided to stop talking, having achieved what she wanted.

“Miss Murray, would you like to join me for golf tomorrow? Mr. Vance has invited my father, and Mr. Dawson is sure to be there,” Dora suddenly asked.

“Sure, I’m available tomorrow,” Zola replied.

After dropping Zola off at her place, Dora hummed cheerfully in the car. That night, a light rain began to fall, persisting throughout the night. The cool air mingled with the rain that crept through the window, leaving Eileen feeling somewhat cold.

The next morning, Bryan prepared some ginger tea for Eileen, which warmed her considerably after she drank it.

“I’ve agreed to play golf with Bernard today,” Bryan said as he placed the empty cup on the bedside table and sat on the edge of the bed, kissing Eileen on the forehead.

Eileen’s eyes flickered as she fiddled with a drawstring on Bryan’s sports pants. After a pause, she asked, “Is it just you two?”

“Jacob and Denzel will also be there, but I’m not sure who Bernard is bringing,” Bryan replied, noting the thoughtful expression on Eileen’s face. After a moment, he added, “Raymond is tied up today, so would you accompany me?”

After a brief hesitation, Eileen inquired, “What’s Raymond busy with?”

“I’ve assigned him some other tasks,” Bryan replied.

Eileen rose from the bed, slipped into her slippers, and, wearing a seemingly reluctant expression, said, “Then I’ll come along.”

With that, she headed to the bathroom to get ready, carefully selecting a black sports outfit. Bryan saw through her reluctance but chose not to comment, opting for a similarly colored sports ensemble. After breakfast, they set off for the golf course.

Upon arrival, Bernard, Dora, and Jacob were already warming up. Dora’s expression darkened when she saw Eileen, choosing to stand silently behind Bernard.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Bernard and Bryan took to the course, while Jacob and Denzel discussed the project nearby. Eileen settled in the rest area with Zola and Dora.

“Mr. Dawson is truly impressive; not many can outplay my father,” Dora said, openly praising Bryan’s skills.

“Thanks for the kind words,” Eileen responded with composure.

Dora glanced over at Eileen, noticing how the sunlight illuminated her. Eileen’s loose ponytail draped over her shoulders, and her black sports outfit accentuated her fair skin. Despite being six years younger than Eileen, Dora appeared the same age when they sat together. Moreover, Eileen exuded a calmness that gave her an edge in temperament.

This made Dora feel somewhat overshadowed, prompting her to ask with a slight frown, “Miss Curtis, do you play golf?”

“Yes, but I’m not particularly good,” Eileen admitted honestly.

“Why don’t we have a friendly game? I’ll go easy on you,” Dora said, raising her chin in a challenge.

Zola, sitting between them, leaned back, feeling the intensity of Dora’s piercing gaze. Eileen considered Dora’s words for a moment before smiling and replying, “Sure.”

As soon as Eileen agreed, Dora stood up, dashed over to Bernard, and announced, “Dad, I’d like to play a round with Miss Curtis. You can take a break.”

“Hey, I’m not done playing with Mr. Dawson yet,” Bernard said, seeming reluctant but eventually handing over his golf club to Dora.

With a charming smile, Dora waved at Eileen. “Come on, Miss Curtis!”

Eileen stood up, leaving her bag on the chair, and walked over to Bryan to take the golf club from him.

“I’ll go first.” Dora nudged Bernard toward the resting area and then swung her club with standard precision. She wore a white short skirt that showcased her beautiful legs. Her blonde hair and subtle makeup highlighted her youthful energy.

Eileen glanced over at Bryan, who hadn’t settled into the resting area; instead, he stood by a small table, smoking and casually participating in the ongoing discussion.

Dora had promised to go easy on Eileen, but her posture and the way the balls landed almost flawlessly in the holes suggested otherwise.

Turning, Dora arched an eyebrow at Eileen. “It’s your turn now, but… competing like this is a bit boring. How about we make a bet?”

Suddenly, everyone in the resting area shifted their attention to Dora and Eileen. Bernard showed a slight frown but didn’t stop Dora, casting a look toward Bryan beside him.

Bryan appeared distracted, focused on smoking and scrolling through something on his phone, seemingly oblivious to Dora’s words.

Eileen removed a hair tie from her wrist and secured her ponytail into a bun. “Dora, just tell me what you want directly; there’s no need for a competition.”

“Wouldn’t that be me picking on you?” Dora scoffed, gesturing toward a nearby caddy. “The loser has to collect all the balls.”

After making her point, she walked over to Bernard’s side. “Dad, did you see how well I played? Mr. Dawson, do you think your girlfriend can outplay me?”

Bryan seemed to finally tune into the conversation. He extinguished his cigarette, pocketed his phone, and said coldly, “She has my support; she’ll definitely win.”

With that, he approached Eileen, wrapped his arms around her, and helped her grip the golf club.

“What if I lose?” Eileen whispered.

She knew that with Bryan’s involvement, they were likely to win. But with Bryan’s hands guiding hers, she felt a bit stiff, and any slight mistake might lead to defeat.

Bryan’s reassuring voice sounded in her ear. “If we lose, I’ll be the one collecting the balls.”

Eileen chuckled, leaning back against his solid chest as he instructed, “Just relax your grip.”

Dora, watching them so close, clenched her teeth in frustration and made a move to intervene. But Bernard promptly held her back.

As it turned out, even with a rookie partner, Bryan’s expertise in golfing was undeniable. Each swing sent the ball straight into the hole. After the round ended, Eileen dropped her club, turned, and embraced Bryan, planting a kiss on his cheek.

Bryan held her waist with his hands, returned her kiss with one on her forehead, and then led her toward the resting area with his arm around her.

“You cheated!” Dora protested. “Who said you could get help from someone else?”

“Dora, I didn’t ask for any help; Bryan decided to assist me on his own. And if you can find someone to help you collect the balls, I certainly won’t object,” Eileen replied calmly.

Dora seethed with anger. She and her father hadn’t brought any assistants today, and it was clear she couldn’t ask her father to collect the balls for her.

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