No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 775

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"Besides," someone chimed in, "didn’t you notice Mr. Goodwin’s expression today? He was nothing but respectful and pleased with Dr. Kingsley, but I sure didn’t see him treating Faye like a future sister-in-law."

"Exactly! Unless he’s looking at Eleanor, Mr. Goodwin acts like the rest of us are invisible."

"So what’s Faye going to do now? I heard there’s already a line for the civilian project group! If she can’t even get into a specialized team, won’t she become the laughingstock of the entire lab?"

Faye’s chest tightened as she gritted her teeth, fists clenched. She barely resisted the urge to storm into the bathroom and let off steam. In the end, she turned sharply and walked away.

She had barely stepped into the hallway when a group of assistants carrying files caught sight of her. They all fell suddenly silent.

Faye marched past with her eyes fixed straight ahead, one thought ringing in her head—No matter what, I have to get into the civilian project group.

***

Joel knocked on Eleanor’s office door and stepped inside.

"Joel," Eleanor greeted him with a smile.

"Sorry I didn’t mention this earlier—I figured it’d be announced at the meeting today anyway," Joel said.

Eleanor’s smile was easy. "It’s fine. With you leading the civilian project group, I couldn’t ask for a better arrangement."

Joel met her gaze. "Mr. Goodwin will be assigning Callie to assist you. She’s capable and trustworthy. I’ll make sure the handover is smooth."

Eleanor nodded; Simone had already called to brief her.

"I’ll be busy recruiting the team for a while," Joel continued. "Since Mr. Goodwin’s put the project fully in my hands, I need to deliver results." His eyes lingered on Eleanor, sincere and determined. "Any profit from the civilian project will be funneled straight into the Neural Interface Project Team. That’s Mr. Goodwin’s promise to me."