No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 212

“Dr. Lyman, Professor Langley, I’ll handle this—I promise the school won’t be dragged through the mud,” Eleanor assured them.

“All right, but until this is resolved, I want you to put your current projects on hold,” Simone replied crisply. “Faye will step in for you for now.”

Eleanor nodded. Realistically, Faye was the only one who could cover her position at a moment’s notice.

After Eleanor left, Simone pulled Faye aside for a private conversation about the situation. Faye maintained a calm front, but inside, she was practically ecstatic.

Word had already spread through the entire lab about Eleanor’s messy divorce, and everyone seemed to relish gossiping about how she’d supposedly taken half of Ian’s eight companies in the settlement.

They called her greedy—unbelievably so.

Online, people in their academic circles quietly fanned the flames. The world of research was a battlefield with no gunshots, after all. If Eleanor fell, her projects would be up for grabs.

Eleanor left the research building and dialed Xavier’s number.

“Hello, Miss Sutton.” Xavier’s voice was warm and gentle.

“Mr. Vaughn, do you have time to meet? I need your help finding a professional manager.”

“I’ve already found someone for you. We can set up a meeting anytime.”

“How about right now?” Eleanor asked.

“Of course. Let’s meet at the café downstairs from my office.”

“Perfect. I’ll be there soon.”

Eleanor hailed a cab and headed straight to Xavier’s company.

He then offered advice on handling the fallout in her academic career. “Of course, Miss Sutton, given your unique situation, a simple statement won’t be enough in the court of public opinion. You’ll need something more impactful to turn things around.”

Eleanor’s eyes flashed in understanding. “I know what you mean.”

After their meeting, Eleanor headed home. Joslyn had been taking great care of her daughter. Just as she walked in, her phone rang.

It was her former mother-in-law, Gina.

“Aunt Gina,” Eleanor greeted, her title carefully changed.

There was a brief pause on the other end before Gina spoke. “Eleanor, I’d like to take Evelyn for a few days. You should focus on sorting things out.”

“That won’t be necessary, Aunt Gina. I can handle things on my own,” Eleanor replied, her tone cool and distant.