No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 263

Eleanor frowned, and for a moment, Dr. James looked a little embarrassed. “Ah, I see—that’s how it is.”

The air hung heavy with awkwardness.

Not far away, Xavier watched them over the rim of his wine glass, his gaze unreadable and intent.

Ian’s eyes were cold as he stared at Dr. James. “If your lab is short-staffed, maybe you should look outside for help, instead of trying to poach from mine.”

Eleanor glanced up at Ian in disbelief. Dr. James was a respected senior in the medical field; Ian’s bluntness bordered on rudeness.

She quickly stepped in with a smile. “Dr. James, perhaps we can arrange an academic discussion sometime.”

Dr. James gratefully seized the olive branch. “That sounds good,” he replied with a nod.

Eleanor was about to turn away when Ian’s low voice stopped her. “Could I have a word with you? In private?”

She paused, her tone cool. “If you have something to say, you can say it here.”

Joel leaned in, offering her an out. “I’ll wait for you by the elevator.”

Eleanor nodded and headed toward the balcony. Ian followed close behind.

Outside, the night was quieter, the hush making it easier to talk.

“So?” Eleanor crossed her arms, a hint of caution in her posture. “What is it you want to discuss?”

Ian leaned back against the railing, his gaze fixed on her, voice low and restrained. “It seems you’re getting along quite well with Xavier and Joel.”

Eleanor met his deep, searching eyes, her tone even. “I don’t see how that concerns you.”

He slid one hand into his pocket, the moonlight casting sharp angles across his face as he stepped closer. “I just don’t want to lose a good friend because of you.”

Eleanor was momentarily taken aback. Was this a warning—his way of protecting his circle?

When she got back to her place, Eleanor dialed Gina Quinn. She wanted her daughter to come home.

Gina invited her over for dinner, but Eleanor politely declined.

“I’ll come by at eight to pick her up,” she said.

Around eight that evening, Eleanor pulled up outside Goodwin Manor just as a flashy sports car rolled out of the driveway and stopped beside her.

Serena Goodwin stepped out, her eyes full of resentment. Vanessa had been keeping her updated on Eleanor and Xavier these past couple of days.

“Eleanor, wait. I have something to ask you,” Serena called out angrily.

Eleanor turned, arms folded, her voice cool. “What is it, Miss Goodwin?”

Serena took a step forward, her voice sharp. “You’ve been trying to seduce Xavier, haven’t you?”