No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 110

"I'm not going," Eleanor said coolly.

"Why not? You don't have to work over the holiday."

Eleanor didn't bother to explain. She stood and headed for the lab, Gwenda calling after her, "Those tickets are worth three hundred dollars, you know!"

A little later, Gwenda went over to Faye to vent. "What's with Eleanor? You're giving her concert tickets out of kindness, and she just turns you down."

Faye snorted. "I figured she'd refuse."

"You don't think she's still mad about you snagging that interview, do you?"

"She might act like she's not upset, but that doesn't mean she's really let it go," Faye said with certainty. "Eleanor's the type to hold a grudge forever."

"Well, if she's not going, we'll just go without her. You've given out all twenty tickets—everyone's excited!"

"Did Joel take his ticket?" Faye asked.

"I left it with his assistant, Minnie. He wasn't in his office."

Faye allowed herself a small hope. If Joel decided to go, maybe they'd end up spending a wonderful evening together.

At lunch, Joel and Eleanor sat together in the cafeteria. When the topic of Vanessa's concert came up, Joel said he wasn't interested either.

That afternoon, after two back-to-back meetings, Joel received a call: a representative from Marlowe Village was suing the chemical plant—they needed evidence from his team.

Joel guessed the court would want them to testify. He told Eleanor to sit this one out; he'd handle it himself.

"Be careful, then," Eleanor warned him. That threatening phone call last time was proof the chemical plant was taking measures to protect themselves.

Back in the lab, Eleanor chatted with Joy over video.

"Today's May first—Vanessa's big solo concert," Joy announced.

Holding up her iPad, Joy scrolled through short videos. It didn't take long for Vanessa's ads to pop up: on the stadium's giant LED screens, her face was everywhere.

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