No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 82

Gina leaned in, curiosity lighting up her eyes. "You know about this?"

"Of course I do!" Serena replied enthusiastically. "A medical expert named Faye."

Eleanor paused, glancing up at Serena. Sensing the attention, Serena lowered her voice, putting on a conspiratorial air. "Mom, why don't you try guessing who this Faye really is?"

Gina chuckled. "Oh, I'd never guess. Just tell me already!"

Serena's face brimmed with pride. "She's Vanessa's half-sister—a brilliant young medical prodigy."

Eleanor's heart skipped a beat. Faye was Vanessa's half-sister?

Gina gasped. "Really? Both sisters are that talented?"

Ian kept silent, but a subtle smile flickered in his eyes.

"This new drug is the first of its kind in the world—a real breakthrough! And the lab that developed it? Our big brother's investment!" Serena gushed, her admiration obvious.

Gina shot her son a look of approval, then her gaze landed on Eleanor, who sat quietly at the table. For a moment, something like mild disdain flashed across Gina's expression.

There were so many accomplished young women out there. Why had her son settled for a wife who brought nothing to the table? If only he were getting married now, he could do so much better than someone as ordinary as Eleanor.

"Ellie, what have you been up to these days?" Magdalen asked, turning the conversation.

"I'm studying at Ashford Medical University," Eleanor answered.

"What? You're still in school at Ashford?" Serena's eyes narrowed.

"Yes. I plan to finish my degree," Eleanor said with a nod.

"So, you'll be twenty-eight by the time you graduate! And what's the point of half-baked medical training, anyway? That Faye I was talking about—she developed a breakthrough drug by twenty-five!"

Eleanor smiled faintly. "Are you sure she was the one who developed it?"

Serena scoffed. "She was on national news, being interviewed! If it wasn't her, was it you?"

Eleanor just smiled, saying nothing.

"That's enough," Magdalen interjected. "It's a good thing your sister-in-law is able to go back to school."

By then, dinner was ready. Everyone moved to the dining room. After eating, Eleanor wanted to take her daughter home, but the little girl was persuaded by Gina to stay the night at Goodwin Manor.

Eleanor couldn't force her daughter to leave. By half past eight, she left on her own.

In her car, Eleanor called Joy. "Are you free tonight? Mind if I crash at your place?"

Joy was delighted. "Of course! I'm officially single now—my place is all yours."

Eleanor had just pulled up in front of Joy's apartment building when her phone rang. The screen showed Ian's name.

"Hello?" she answered, her voice cool.

"Where are you?" Ian asked.

Suddenly, Eleanor's phone buzzed with a new message. She picked it up and saw it was from Joel.

Attached was a report about Vanessa's stem cell treatment at the hospital.

"I looked into it for you. Vanessa started a stem cell regimen at the hospital a few days ago. The person Ian wants to save is definitely her."

Eleanor took another sip of her drink and replied, "Thank you."

At dawn, Eleanor was roused by the sound of her phone ringing. She glanced at the screen—Joel again—and answered, "Hello?"

"Sorry if I woke you. I'm heading out to Marlowe Village this morning for a field visit. Would you like to come along?"

Eleanor woke up a bit more and sat up. "Sure! I'll join you."

"I'll come pick you up," Joel said.

Eleanor sent him her location and went to tell Joy.

Joy had just ordered breakfast. They ate together, chatting over coffee and toast.

"There's an unexplained illness in Marlowe Village near Southlake Reservoir?" Joy asked, surprised.

"Yeah, it's a localized outbreak. We suspect the water or maybe the fish have been contaminated."

"Oh! I heard there's a chemical plant over there. Do you think they're dumping toxic waste into the water?" Joy said, frowning.