Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052

Chapter 1052:

When Eileen got out of the car moments later, she heard Gianna shouting from a distance. She glanced at the movers scurrying in and out of the villa and then turned around to ask, “Why is she moving out in secret?”

“Is she truly moving? Looks more like she’s stealing to me,” Bryan replied.

The movers had cleared out all the furniture, leaving the villa almost empty, except for a few things that were impossible to take away.

Gianna sold the property, dismantled the furniture, and was now moving at night.

A smile spread across Eileen’s face as she put all the pieces together.

“The middle of the night is perfect for doing something bad.” Eileen pulled out her phone, walking around the villa as she typed.

All of a sudden, she felt a warm presence behind her, and Bryan’s firm abdomen pressed against her back. Eileen froze and turned her head. “What are you doing?”

“Doing something bad.” With his arm wrapped around her waist, Bryan kicked off his shoes and advanced with a powerful stride.

Eileen was gently propelled forward by Bryan, who then pinned her against the hallway wall and kissed her with ardent passion.

While Eileen had been recovering, Bryan had been preoccupied with the VQ Group situation and planning their return to Onalande. As a result, Bryan had been restraining his sexual urges for some time now.

Right now, he was at the end of his rope.

They couldn’t stay in Alverton for the time being, and Eileen was almost completely recovered.

gⱯlnσν𝓮ℓs․𝒸о𝗺 opens doors to wonder “I’m still sick,” Eileen said.

Bryan slid his warm hand across her body. “It’s just a stomachache,” he murmured.

She hadn’t completely recovered yet. But if he continued to hold back his urges like this, he would become “sick” too. The stretched-out shadows of the couple on the walls, and with the villa’s comfortable temperature, Bryan swept Eileen up and moved to the sofa.

The radiant moonlight illuminated the room, drawing attention to the entwined fingers of the two people. Bryan’s hand, with its prominent veins, cradled Eileen’s delicate fingers. The intermittent sounds of their lovemaking filled the air, heightening the romantic ambiance.

A while after their passion had been satiated, Bryan tenderly lifted Eileen and carried her upstairs, carefully laying her on the bed and draping a light blanket over her. He then turned and quietly exited the room.

In the study, he flipped on the light switch, ignited a cigarette, and stood pensively by the French window. He stared at the dark sky for a while before he took out his phone and dialed a number.

“I want you to dig deep and gather detailed information on each and every Aston family member,” Bryan said.

Raymond was still half-asleep when he answered the phone, but when he heard Bryan’s voice, he was jolted awake instantly. “Mr. Dawson, what’s wrong with the Aston family?”

With a stream of cigarette smoke curling around him, his dark eyes seemed even more inscrutable. “When the Aston family’s matter is out, I’ll be stuck dealing with them for a while, unable to return to Onalande. To achieve a solid victory, I must gain a deep understanding of my enemy.”

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