No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 45

"I leave the investing to someone else," Eleanor said with a helpless smile.

"He's got a good eye for it," Joel remarked.

Eleanor wasn't surprised. Thinking about how Ian had handled business over the years, it all made sense. Ever since he took over the company, he'd been expanding his reach nonstop, practically dominating half the investment world. Goodwin & Co. had a presence in every stable, growing industry. Ruthless, decisive, and sharp as a tack, Ian was the textbook definition of a business prodigy.

Not far behind them, Gwenda looped her arm through Faye's, casting an envious look at Eleanor. "She's amazing. Wherever Eleanor goes, Joel's right there with her."

Faye's eyes flashed with disdain. "Being his friend is one thing. Being his colleague? That's another story."

Gwenda caught her meaning, her voice tinged with worry. "You think Eleanor's going to slow down our research?"

"I doubt she could even pull off the simplest experiment. I'm curious to see how long she'll last."

Just then, Faye's phone rang. She picked up, her voice brisk. "Hello?"

"Is your lab about to be established?"

"We'll have the opening ceremony in a few days. Goodwin & Co. holds sixty percent of the shares."

A chuckle came from the other end. "He's always had sharp instincts."

After a brief chat, Faye hung up. Gwenda couldn't help but tease, "Was that your world-famous pianist sister on the phone?"

Faye replied coolly, "That's her."

"Your family must have been blessed by the gods! One's a piano prodigy, the other's a future star in medicine. Both so impressive."

Joel gazed at her, hanging on every word. "Ellie, it seems you're making quite a mark in the lab."

"Eat your lunch before it gets cold," Eleanor laughed.

Joel glanced down, realizing he'd forgotten all about his food. He chuckled, "Talking with you makes me lose track of everything else."

At four o'clock, Eleanor pulled into her daughter's school parking lot. She was scrolling through emails in her car when a silver Bentley slid into the space next to hers.

She turned her head—and found herself locking eyes with the man in the driver's seat.

For a moment, she was completely caught off guard.