?Chapter 242:


    “I’ll handle it. You don’t have to worry about these things,” Bryan said to Eileen.


    Eileen, upon hearing this, put down her phone and continued to eat her breakfast. After breakfast, she and Bryan returned to the bedroom to change their clothes.


    Eileen met Bailee downstairs and drove to the wealthy families that Bailee had set up appointments with. Thanks to the thorough preparation made by Bailee beforehand, the morning meetings with the three families went quite well. Eileen was assessed and then employed by two of them on the spot.


    Thest family said they needed to think about it, but it was evident from their attitude that they would hire Eileen soon.


    Bailee was overjoyed with the oue. “You were really amazing today, Eileen, especially when you were exining those debate topics.”


    Bailee and Eileen had another appointment with the Harrison family at two o’clock in the afternoon, so they went to a restaurant nearby to grab a quick bite.


    Bailee couldn’t stop praising Eileen, even as they sat down. Eileen couldn’t help but smile as she told Bailee to stop. She was quite hungry. She took out her phone and shared the smooth progress of the morning meetings with Bryan via WhatsApp.


    Bryan called her when he saw her message. She got up and moved to stand near the window before she picked up the call.


    “Are you calling to praise me?” she asked.


    “No, I’ll reward you when you return,” Bryan replied.


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    Although he said he would not congratte her, one could clearly hear the tion in his voice. “Who are you meeting with this afternoon?” he asked.


    “The Harrison family. If that takes too long, I will have to wait till tomorrow to visit the Yates family,” Eileen said cheerily. She felt quite content.


    The Harrison family? Bryan furrowed his brow as he asked, “What time is your appointment with the Harrison family?”


    “Two o’clock,” Eileen answered, ncing at her watch. It was already ten past one now. It would take her at least half an hour to get to the Harrison family’s house.


    She said, “I just finished lunch with Bailee, and we’re about to leave for the Harrison family’s house now. I’ll talk to youter.” After Bryan replied to her, Eileen hung up the phone.


    Bryan absentmindedly tapped his desk with his fingers as a thoughtful expression came to his face. After a while, he dialed the inte to summon Raymond.


    When Raymond came to the office, Bryan said, “Cancel my afternoon schedule.”


    “Sir, there’s an international conference at two o’clock, one that you’ve postponed countless times. We can’t postpone it again,” Raymond said, appearing flustered.


    Bryan frowned. After ncing at the time, he said, “Let the international conferencemence in ten minutes. Inform the executives on the other end to say whatever they have to say quickly.”


    Raymond immediately moved into action.


    The Harrison family’s house was located halfway up the mountain, and there was hardly any traffic along the way, so Eileen and Bailee arrived with ten minutes to spare.


    One of the Harrison family’s servants led them into thevish vi and told them to wait in the living room. “Mrs. Harrison is still taking her nap,” the servant said.


    “Okay,” Eileen said before taking her seat with Bailee on the sofa.


    An hour quickly passed, and they were still waiting.


    Bailee couldn’t contain her impatience and asked in a low voice, “Are they doing this on purpose?”


    “Do you think it’s easy to earn money from a wealthy family? We made progress this morning because the other party was already interested in partnering with us. Maybe the Harrison family isn’t interested, or Mrs. Harrison is really napping. Either way, we have to wait,” Eileen responded.


    Bailee didn’t seem to understand. However, she tried to curb her impatience for Eileen’s sake.


    Soon, they heard bursts ofughter from the garden. Eileen turned and saw several people chatting andughing outside.


    She immediately recognized Lydia, who was wearing a ck dress. Before she could see who else was there, a servant approached her.


    “Sorry for the long wait, Mrs. Harrison has friends over and says that she will see you now if you don’t mind. If you do mind, you’ll have toe backter,” the servant said. Bailee turned to Eileen and awaited her decision.


    Smiling, Eileen stood up and said, “Since we are already here, we might as well see her. Please lead the way.”


    The servant turned and led them straight through the back door to the garden.


    Along the cobblestone path, the green grass, damp with dewdrops, appeared quite lush. Flowers of various colors bloomed, filling the air with their fragrance.


    As they got closer, Eileen saw that Benita and Blythe Harrison were with Lydia under a parasol. Blythe, who was about to reach forty, looked younger than her age, even younger than Lydia.


    Eileen could hear snippets of their conversation.


    “My sister has only one daughter. As Benita’s aunt, it’s my duty to pick a good family for her. I’ve always thought Bryan is quite suitable for her,” Blythe said with augh as she patted Lydia’s hand. “I wasn’t expecting you toe over today to discuss this matter with me. This is really a pleasant surprise.”


    Lydia nced at the approaching Eileen before answering, “Indeed. I heard that Bryan is partnering with the Ferguson family and that Benita is in charge of the cooperation. That was when the idea came to me.”


    Lydia then turned to Benita and nodded with satisfaction before continuing. “Only ady from a prestigious family has such a graceful demeanor, unlike someone I know who is petty and quite unpresentable.”


    Bailee swiftly understood the situation and tried to step forward to offer a retort when Eileen stopped her and whispered, “Don’t be impulsive.”


    Their movements drew Blythe’s attention. She said, “That’s the tutor I found for my daughter. Excuse me for a moment, Lydia.” Lydia pretended not to recognize Eileen. She just turned away and engaged Benita in conversation.


    “Mrs. Harrison,” Eileen said in greeting.


    Blythe looked at Eileen with a scrutinizing gaze. It was clear she knew about Eileen’s rtionship with Bryan.


    “Ms. Curtis, right? Thisdy beside you must be the head of your educational institution, correct?” Blythe said.


    Bailee nodded and said, “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Harrison. Bailee Brooks, head of the educational institution in Onnd.” She took out a business card as she spoke and ced it on the table in front of Blythe.


    Blythe, however, showed no intention of picking it up. At that moment, a gust of wind blew the card to the ground. Bailee was about to pick it up when Blythe said, “You people love to offer yourselves uninvited, desperately wing your way up and coveting things that don’t belong to you. That’s the mannerism disyed by someone cheap.”


    Bailee stopped in her tracks. She turned to Blythe and said, “Opportunities are fought for, Mrs. Harrison. Besides, you agreed to this interview before. Why are you insulting us now?”


    “You have no manners. Who do you think you are? Only poor people talk about fighting for opportunities because they want to be rich,” Lydia sneered.


    Although the mocking words had been aimed at Bailee, their real target was Eileen.


    Bailee had not expected the Harrison family to be involved with Lydia. She realized that she had caused Eileen trouble by setting up this interview.


    “If your intention in calling me here is to humiliate me, Mrs. Harrison, I believe you’ve achieved just that. If there’s nothing else, we’ll be taking our leave now,” Eileen said.


    Eileen was standing straight, her gaze sweeping over Lydia and the others calmly. She picked up the business card from the ground and turned to leave with Bailee.


    However, two bodyguards quickly stepped forward to block their way. Blythe stood up and walked toward them, her high heels cking on the cobblestone path.


    She said, “What do you think you are doing? To humiliate you? I just want to show you your delusion. Benita is my niece, and Lydia is also here.”


    It was quite clear to Eileen that Blythe didn’t intend to let them leave. Since it hade down to this, Eileen didn’t see the need to be polite anymore.


    She turned to Blythe and interjected, “I think you should worry more about your own business. The Dawson family’s affairs are none of your concern. I’m with Bryan, not your son. Oh, my. I forgot you have no son.”


    These words hit a sore spot, as Blythe had been mocked by the Harrison family for years due to her inability to bear a son.


    Blythe’s veins bulged in anger. “You…”


    “Auntie!” Benita quickly rushed up to steady the shaking all around.


    When Blythe had calmed down slightly, Benita red at Eileen and said, “Do you have no shame at all? Has the Dawson family acknowledged you? How dare you be so arrogant?”


    “We can certainly not acknowledge her,” Lydia immediately chimed in.


    “I don’t care whether you acknowledge me or not. Even if I’m not fully part of the Dawson family, I wonder why you think you can show off in my presence,” Eileen said, standing her ground. She stood before Bailee, shielding Bailee from these angry women.


    “She may be considered a member of the Dawson family ording to you, but you can make no such ims about me,” Brandon’s voice came.


    The bodyguards behind Eileen made way, and Brandon and Harrison walked over.


    Brandon had a cold look on his face. When he approached Eileen, he ungentlemanly shoved her.


    Eileen stumbled and nearly fell.


    Bailee quickly supported her and prevented her from falling. Lydia began to y the victim.


    “Brandon, I’ve been disgraced. This woman has insulted me,” she said.


    Brandon wrapped his arm around Lydia tofort her.


    He said, “We do not need someone so shameless in the Dawson family. Only ady like Benita is worthy of bearing the Dawson name.”


    “Stop bothering my sister. You all act as though you matter in the Dawson family, but you’re nothing!” Bailee eximed in anger.


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