No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 780

“No,” Eleanor replied briskly before heading straight for her office.

Faye stayed rooted to the spot, watching Eleanor’s retreating figure. She bit her lip, steeling herself. This time, she was determined to prove her worth and earn a spot on the project team through her own abilities.

Back in her office, Eleanor’s phone chimed again—a new message from Ian: “Busy? Or do you have other plans?”

She glanced at the screen, set the phone facedown on her desk, and ignored it.

Ten minutes later, Faye was waiting outside Joel’s office. When she saw Joel approaching with Callie, her heart skipped a beat. She quickly forced a bright smile and called out, “Callie, long time no see! I heard you’re taking over Joel’s position. Congratulations!”

Callie didn’t even bother to return the smile. He gave Faye a brief glance, then turned to Joel. “I’ll head back to my office.”

“If you have any questions, just call me anytime,” Joel replied, giving Callie a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

Faye watched Callie walk away, frustration flickering in her eyes. She remembered how she used to ignore him outright, but now, even when she swallowed her pride and greeted him warmly, this was the response she got.

If she hadn’t asked Callie out for lunch last time and tried to nudge him into taking credit for Eleanor’s work—something he now held over her—she’d never have bothered being so nice.

“Joel, do you have a moment? I’d like to talk,” Faye said, clutching a folder labeled “FDA.”

Joel looked up. “If you have something to say, just say it.”

“I want to apply for the special project team. I’ll prepare my materials seriously,” she said.

Joel adjusted his glasses. “You can sign up directly. No need to report to me.”

“I know. I was just hoping maybe you could give me a few words of encouragement,” Faye said, her eyes pleading.

Joel paused, then asked, “I recommended you to Mr. Goodwin for the Sanctuary City lab. Did you consider it?”

Faye’s eyes widened in shock. “Joel, you were the one who recommended me for Sanctuary City?”

He nodded calmly. “It’s a small lab, but its research focus matches your background.”

Faye’s expression darkened. “Joel, that’s just a second-tier lab. They don’t even have major projects—”

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