Chapter 735:
âDisloyalty and expel him from the Vazquez family. Your mother could then be interred alone in the tomb as a divorced person.â Leyla grasped Eileenâs wrist urgently and implored, âEileen, do whatever it takes to help your mother.â
Eileen was unsure of the significance of the ancestral tomb in current times.
She vividly recalled that Bryanâs mother had faced similar troubles with his father and had been unable to be laid to rest in the ancestral tomb before. Now that Bryan had officially assumed control of the Dawson family, those people no longer had power over him, allowing him to place his mother in the ancestral tomb.
It was said that being buried outside the family tomb meant becoming a lonely spirit⦠Such beliefs were steeped in superstition, yet they had persisted for thousands of years. Eileen believed that if she failed to secure her motherâs resting place, it would become a sore spot in Leylaâs heart.
âDo you know if Conroy is having an affair?â Eileen asked Leyla.
Leyla shook her head. âIâm not sure. He doesnât return home frequently, and there have been rumors at the company. Still, knowing the Vazquez familyâs rules, he would likely keep any affair well-hidden.â
Once Eileen grasped the general situation of the Vazquez familyâs affairs, she felt a headache coming on.
She hadnât expected such a predicament upon her return. Now, she would need to uncover evidence of her fatherâs infidelity! Since it was a rare chance for them to chat in private, Leyla stayed awake, chatting with Eileen until nearly dawn.
The next morning, Eileen rose while Leyla was still asleep. She asked a servant who was preparing breakfast to inform Leyla of her departure and then left with her suitcase.
Latest releases on g@âηÏvðâsâ¤com Outside the Vazquez familyâs residence, a Land Rover was parked by the roadside.
The car window was partially open, revealing Bryanâs sharp features. As he heard the approaching footsteps, he turned his head.
The backseat window then rolled down, and Gabriela, seated in a childâs seat, waved her small arms at Eileen.
As the car drove through the endless expanse of snow, Gabrielaâs eyes lit up with excitement. She pointed outside and shot Eileen a look, as if saying, âMom, look at all the snow!â
The trip from the Vazquez family home to the city was long. During the drive, Eileen kept Gabriela entertained with formula and snacks, ensuring the little one stayed content. Bryan had secured a modest apartment in the city, a convenient stoneâs throw from the Apex Groupâs branch office. It was a typical urban dwelling, nestled in a neighborhood populated primarily by corporate professionals. While not in Alvertonâs most affluent district, the apartment offered a comfortable living space.
When they finally arrived at their new home, Eileen wasted no time. She scooped Gabriela out of the car, and the two of them shared a warm embrace, laughing and playing as they made their way inside.
Bryan trailed behind, lugging Eileenâs luggage. He quickly caught up with them.
It was nearly lunchtime by the time they got settled. After quickly organizing their things, Bryan headed to the kitchen, ready to whip up something delicious.
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