No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1333

Callie, standing beside her, let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, the handover is complete."

"Callie, you should take a week off," Eleanor told him. The lab's brain-computer interface equipment needed to be packed up and sent to the facility. Once the lab was cleared out, Eleanor would need to draw up a list of new equipment to purchase.

"Alright, I'll take a week-long trip then. Call me if anything comes up," Callie agreed. The intense work over the past month definitely called for a break.

After seeing Garrison's team off, Eleanor returned to her office. Looking at the soon-to-be-empty lab, she felt a sense of relief mixed with eager anticipation for her new project.

Just then, her phone buzzed with a text message.

It was from Ian.

[Has Dr. Bradley's team left?]

Eleanor was actually quite grateful to Ian. During this busy period, he had taken on the responsibility of picking up and dropping off their daughter. Sometimes, when she worked late, he would have Gavin bring dinner by. Though he never said anything, she appreciated the gesture.

[Just saw them off,] Eleanor replied.

[You've worked hard. Want to take Evelyn out to celebrate tonight?]

Eleanor thought about it. A little relaxation before starting the new project sounded like a good idea, and it had been a couple of weeks since she'd had a proper outing with her daughter.

[Okay,] she replied.

[I'll pick you up with Evelyn at six.]

Eleanor sat down and began browsing the news on her phone when a headline made her freeze for a few seconds.

*Former Yeaton Holdings Chairman Roland Yeaton Arrested for Murder, Sentencing Imminent.* Eleanor tapped on the article to read the details. Eleanor’s breath hitched in her throat as she stared at the victim’s name: Horace.

The office was suddenly shrouded in a somber atmosphere.

***

Meanwhile, in another office in the lab, Faye stared at the news about her father, her expression blank. The last time she saw her relatives, she had exposed Cathie as her father's mistress. Her mother had clawed at her face, almost sending her to the hospital, and her entire family had been humiliated, hurling abuse at her.

From now on, Cathie and her illegitimate son would be reviled by the family.

Just then, Faye's phone rang, startling her. It was her mother. She answered, "Hello? Mom."

"Faye," her mother's voice came through, thick with tears. "It's over. Everything's over—"

Faye gripped her phone tightly. "What is it now?" she asked in a low voice.