No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1192

Ian stood up, his expression impassive. "It's fine."

Gavin knew very well that his boss had drafted this new contract precisely to avoid a conflict with Walden Wells and mitigate that risk. After all, Walden Wells was a major figure in the tech world. While Goodwin & Co. was on solid ground, they didn't want to make unnecessary enemies.

It was even more unlikely that they would let two corporations clash over Vanessa.

As Ian reached the door of the conference room, he turned his head and ordered, "Have someone look into Walden Wells' tax situation."

Gavin understood immediately. His boss never fought a battle he wasn't prepared to win. More often than not, he preferred to strike first. If Walden Wells was determined to champion Vanessa's cause, a confrontation with Goodwin & Co. was inevitable.

Meanwhile, Vanessa was in her car, silent. Laverne, beside her, didn't dare to ask anything, simply watching as Vanessa picked at her fingers and clenched her jaw, clearly furious again.

On the way over, she had advised Vanessa against meeting Ian. After witnessing his methods, Laverne had grown to fear the man. Businessmen were always driven by profit; how could Vanessa possibly win against him?

"Vanessa, don't go see Ian anymore. You don't want him to plot against you again," Laverne advised softly.

Vanessa's eyes filled with resentment. She had figured it out. The only reason Ian would draft a new contract was because he was afraid of Walden Wells. He didn't want to confront him over her.

Ha! Ian, you can feel fear too? Then just wait for the Wells family's lawyers. I, Vanessa, will make you pay.

"You think I'm afraid of him? I'm not," Vanessa said, turning to Laverne. "Look at my face. Do I look like someone who bows to fate?"

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