No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 153

"Then how about we make a bet?" Eleanor said with a calm smile.

"A bet? On what?" Simone raised an eyebrow.

"If I pass my accelerated graduation exam and finish early, you'll let me join your research team. But if I fail, I'll walk away from medicine for good."

Simone stared at her, wide-eyed—she could hardly believe this girl dared to make such a bold claim.

Elliot's daughter really was reckless, completely unaware of her own limits.

"Alright, I accept. If you graduate early, I'll let you join my team," Simone replied, her interest piqued. She was certain Eleanor would never pull it off.

This was her chance to put Eleanor in her place.

Just because she was Elliot's daughter didn't mean she was special.

Simone would make sure she understood the consequences of arrogance, and let her taste what failure really felt like.

In a way, she was doing Elliot a favor by teaching his daughter a lesson.

"Young people should be careful not to let pride get the better of them. There's a fine line between confidence and arrogance—don't bring shame to your father."

Eleanor smiled faintly. "Thank you for the advice, Dr. Langley. I'll keep that in mind."

As soon as she stepped out of Simone's office, Eleanor clenched her fist. There was no room for failure this time—she had to pass the exam, no matter what.

She had barely left when Simone's phone rang. She glanced at the screen and answered, "Hello, Mr. Goodwin."

"Dr. Langley, sorry to bother you. I have a favor to ask," Ian's voice came through.

"Go ahead."

"Eleanor's my wife. I wanted to ask if you'd consider letting her join your research team."

Simone let out a small laugh. "Your wife was just in my office, actually."

"My pleasure."

After hanging up, Simone fell silent, her mind wandering back to the days when Elliot was young and brimming with ambition. Eleanor really was her father's daughter—fearless to the core. But could she really live up to his genius?

Just then, Faye entered the office with a stack of files. Noticing that Eleanor had already left, she looked curious. "Dr. Langley, what did Eleanor want?"

"She made a bet with me," Simone replied, always open to conversation with Faye.

Faye's eyes lit up with curiosity. "What kind of bet?"

"If she passes her early graduation exam, I have to let her join the research team."

"And if she fails?" Faye pressed.

"She said she'd leave medicine for good," Simone replied, pushing her glasses up her nose.

A flicker of satisfaction crossed Faye's face. Finally, she thought, that troublesome Eleanor might be out of their lives for good.