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No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 137

"He gave me a month to find a matching bone marrow sample, Joel. Can you help me?" Eleanor's voice was tinged with urgency as she turned to Joel, hoping to leverage his overseas connections.

Joel nodded without hesitation. "Of course. I'll reach out to everyone I know."

Later that afternoon, they gathered for a meeting. Dr. Lyman chaired it himself, introducing Simone as the new lead for the project.

"I want to rebuild the team from scratch," Simone announced coolly, her gaze sweeping over the group.

Eleanor's breath caught in her throat.

"For now, I'll confirm Joel, Faye, and Horace," Simone continued. "The rest of you will need to go through an evaluation before I make any decisions."

Faye's lips curled in a faint, satisfied smile. She shot Eleanor a sidelong glance—Eleanor had been cut, just as she'd expected.

"This project is fully funded by Goodwin & Co.," Simone explained. "I intend to be very selective. Only those with at least an undergraduate degree are eligible to participate in the assessment." As she spoke, Simone's eyes lingered pointedly on Eleanor.

It was clear to everyone in the room—Eleanor was the least qualified, still only in her sophomore year. For Simone, she didn't even meet the basic requirements to be considered.

When the meeting ended, Eleanor sought out Dr. Lyman and pleaded for a chance to join the research.

Dr. Lyman looked apologetic. "Eleanor, my hands are tied. Ian brought Simone in, and this project is independent of the university's own research. I have no authority here."

He sighed, shaking his head. "Ellie, if you want in, you're better off talking to your husband. Ian would probably make an exception for you."

Eleanor gave a bitter, silent laugh. Wasn't kicking her out exactly what Ian wanted?

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