No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 519

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Simone called out, “Come in,” and Eleanor entered, arms full of files.

Faye’s gaze snapped to her, jealousy flickering in her eyes.

Catching sight of Faye, Eleanor paused for a heartbeat before saying, “Professor Langley, I can come back later.”

“Eleanor, please stay,” Simone replied, then turned to Faye. “Faye, I’ll need you to step out for now.”

A heaviness settled in Faye’s chest. Simone’s words made it perfectly clear who she valued more.

“Yes, Professor Langley.” Faye managed a respectful expression as she turned, brushing past Eleanor, who stood calmly in the doorway, seemingly impervious to Faye’s resentment.

Eleanor could easily guess why Faye had rushed back to the lab—she wanted to snatch the lead researcher role for herself. Given her connection with Ian, she was probably the frontrunner for the position.

Simone looked at Eleanor. “Ian was just here, wasn’t he? Tried to talk you into staying?”

Eleanor answered with unwavering resolve. “Professor Langley, my mind’s made up.”

The implication was clear: nothing Ian or anyone else said would change her decision.

“Alright, I can’t force you,” Simone conceded. “There’s still three months left of the clinical trials. Take your time to think it over.”

Eleanor placed the report on Simone’s desk and nodded. “I’ll see the final phase through.”

After Eleanor left, Simone’s phone rang. Seeing Ian’s name flash on the screen, she picked up. “Hello, Ian.”

“Professor Langley,” Ian’s voice was steady, “I’ve spoken with Eleanor, and I have a proposal.”

“Oh? What have you got in mind?” Simone asked, curiosity piqued.

“I’d like to keep her on as lead investigator. She wouldn’t be required in the lab full-time—she’d have full autonomy over her research direction and team. Her funding and resources would remain unchanged.” He paused. “This way, she gets her freedom, but still has the lab’s support.”

Simone was stunned. So Ian wasn’t ready to let Eleanor go after all.

“That’s... actually a good idea. I’ll talk it over with her.”

“The project doesn’t need you to succeed, you know.” Faye arched an eyebrow, her words deliberately vague, hinting she might be able to take over.

Eleanor’s patience snapped. “Out. Stop wasting my time.”

Faye’s face darkened. “Eleanor, I hope you’re not putting on a show for Mr. Goodwin. Don’t expect he’ll come running back to you—he’s already with my sister now.”

Before Faye could say more, Simone’s voice came from the hallway. “Faye, is there a problem?”

Faye quickly composed herself and smiled. “No, Professor Langley, I was just asking Eleanor about a few things.”

Simone stood in the doorway, glancing between the two women, clearly unconvinced but choosing not to push it. “Why don’t you get back to your work, Faye? I need a word with Eleanor.”

Faye gave Eleanor a resentful look before slipping out.

Simone closed the door behind her and turned to Eleanor. “Do you have a moment to talk?”

Eleanor nodded. Simone pulled up the chair beside her and got straight to the point. “Ian just called. He wants you to keep your position as lead investigator—no need to be in the lab all the time. You’d have full control over your research and your team. The funding and resources would stay the same. So—what do you think?”