No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1033

Over the weekend, Eleanor took Evelyn and Joslyn on a picnic.

Evelyn wanted to invite her father, but Eleanor talked her out of it, not wanting to take up Ian's time since he was already busy shuttling between the lab and his company.

In the park, Evelyn ran across the grass with the dog. The spring sun was bright, the air was exceptionally fresh, and it had been a long time since Eleanor had felt so relaxed.

After the weekend ended.

On Monday, Eleanor went to the lab and dove into working on Gina's treatment plan. Smith continuously adjusted the medication dosage based on Gina's condition to achieve the best possible results.

When it came to Gina's specific physical condition, Dr. Smith was the true expert.

Eleanor returned to her office and opened the lab's internal database, intending to pull up Gina's historical files.

While browsing through the folders, she noticed an encrypted document whose name was just a timestamp.

It was an encrypted file from twelve years ago. Her heart suddenly raced. Remembering that her father had once conducted research at this lab, she clicked on it immediately, only to be met with a pop-up: "Insufficient permissions. Please contact the system administrator."

She called Dr. Smith's extension. "Doctor, I found an encrypted document in the database. Can you give me permission to view it?"

The other end was silent for a moment. "El, I know the file you're talking about, but the access key is with Mr. Goodwin."

Eleanor's brow furrowed. She hadn't expected Ian to be the one who had locked it.

"Doctor, does this file contain my father's research notes?" Eleanor asked.

"That document was created when the lab was first established, but its contents are encrypted. If you want to see it, you'll have to contact Mr. Goodwin." It was clear Smith didn't know the details. He added, "But El, it's probably not anything important. When you were researching leukemia, we gave you all of the lab's data without reservation."

"I'm sorry, that's a private file of mine," Ian sighed. "I can't give you access to it right now."

Eleanor bit her lip. He was right; they had no relationship now, and she had no right to demand anything from him.

"Well, just tell me, are there any videos or photos of my father in that file?" Eleanor asked.

After another few seconds of silence, Ian denied it. "No."

But Eleanor had a gut feeling he was lying. Still, she couldn't force him to let her see it. She offered a brief thanks and hung up.

She stared at the file, her desire to open it still burning strongly.