?Chapter 852:


    “Sorry to bother you, miss. I’m here to visit someone, but they can’te out right now to let me in. Could you please take me in, just through the entrance?”


    Eileen’s eyes caught sight of the woman’s watch, which looked oddly familiar.


    After a brief hesitation, Eileen smiled and replied, “Sure,e on in.”


    She signaled to Bryan to unlock the car door. The woman quickly got inside, thanking them more than once.


    Eileen discreetly studied the woman. She was dressed in high-end designer clothes, with a polished look that hinted at wealth. Clearly, she wasn’t just some random scammer.


    “Which vi are you headed to? We can just drop you off at the door,” Eileen said.


    The woman quickly shook her head. “Oh, no. That’s too much trouble. Just let me out near your ce. From there, I can walk.”


    In such arge viplex, it could be a long walk if she was going deep inside.


    But Eileen sensed that the woman wasn’t just being polite. She didn’t want them to know exactly where she was going.


    When the car stopped in front of Eileen’s vi, the woman seemed momentarily surprised. She nced around before saying, “This is your ce? How convenient! My destination isn’t far from here. Thanks again!”


    Eileen stepped out of the car and watched as the woman disappeared into the distance. Eileen didn’t enter her vi immediately but lingered, standing quietly behind the vehicle, observing.


    Minutes passed, and the woman returned, hurrying towards Kinsey’s vi. She knocked on the door, and as soon as the servant opened it, she slipped inside without hesitation. Kinsey was supposed to be at work, but the servant had weed the woman into Kinsey’s ce, allowing her to wait inside.


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    Eileen noticed the watch on the woman’s wrist. It matched the one Kinsey wore. Julia’s words about Kinsey’s secret lover echoed in her mind. Kinsey had no feelings for Dalores.


    “This woman seems different, probably from a wealthy family. She’s in a rtionship with Kinsey for love,” Eileen mused. “Would Kinsey marry Dalores, a woman with no wealth, when he could be with this young woman from a wealthy family?”


    Eileen turned to Bryan, leaning against him, seeking his insight.


    Bryan didn’t look up. “If Kinsey’s not hiding something from your grandmother, then he’s using her to hide something from someone else.”


    Eileen pondered this. “Kinsey might not be getting along well with Conroy and my aunt. He probably married Dalores because he’s wary of Conroy and my aunt.”


    “Kinsey wanted to show them he didn’t covet power or the Vazquez family’s wealth,” Bryan added.


    “This woman must truly love Kinsey, or she wouldn’t bother waiting for him,” Eileen said.


    As a car approached, Bryan gently ushered Eileen and Gabri into the vi.


    Once inside, Eileen walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, barefoot, watching as Kinsey arrived home, hastening inside with an air of urgency.


    Less than five minutester, the bedroom curtain on the second floor was drawn shut.


    Eileen sighed. “This is reallyplicated.” Kinsey was using Dalores as a pawn, controlling her every move to keep his secret rtionship hidden. As long as the Vazquez family’s situation remained unresolved, Dalores would remain trapped.


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