No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1313

"Yes," Eleanor replied, subtly shifting to avoid his gaze, feeling a little uneasy.

Ian noticed her evasiveness. A faint smile touched his eyes, and he decided not to pressure her further, turning to speak with one of the managers instead.

Eleanor went back out to the main area. Joy approached, handing her a glass of champagne. "Still early. Have a drink."

Eleanor took the glass and had just taken a sip when Joy said, "I saw Ian arrived."

Eleanor nodded. "Yes."

At two o'clock sharp, the launch ceremony began. After a brief opening by the host, Ian rose from his seat and walked to the podium with an air of elegance and composure.

Under the spotlight, his figure was tall and straight, his suit enhancing his distinguished and cool demeanor. As chairman of The Guild of Commerce, his address was visionary, concise, and powerful.

After Ian's speech, the host announced with enthusiasm, "Next, we would like to invite Dr. Sutton from Ashford Medical University to the stage to give her presentation."

Thunderous applause filled the room. Eleanor took a deep breath and, under the watchful eyes of the audience, walked calmly and naturally toward the stage.

Her path crossed with Ian's as he returned to his seat.

He turned slightly to the side, and their eyes met for a brief moment. In his gaze, Eleanor saw a hint of encouragement.

She continued to the podium without breaking her stride, adjusted the microphone, and then offered a natural smile.

At that smile, the audience fell silent for a few seconds.

Because of his efforts, the future of technological innovation held greater promise.

The project launch concluded perfectly.

Background music began to play as guests started to mingle and depart.

Eleanor and Joy were about to get up and leave when Ian's figure suddenly approached. Joy leaned in close to Eleanor's ear. "Look, Mr. Goodwin is sporting a special accessory today. A sleeve garter!"

Eleanor was taken aback. She glanced at Ian and saw that he was indeed wearing a sleeve garter on his left arm.

It was black, and it looked familiar.