No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1489

Ian looked at Eleanor. "There's a shareholder meeting this afternoon. Come rest in my office with me."

Eleanor frowned. "Are you sure you're still fit to attend a meeting?"

Ian chuckled. "Do you have that little faith in me?"

"Let's go," Eleanor said. "Is Gavin downstairs?"

"He is," Ian confirmed.

The two of them left first, while the rest of the staff stayed behind to chat. Waiting by the elevator, Ian swayed slightly on his feet but quickly steadied himself.

"Why don't you push the afternoon meeting back by an hour?" Eleanor suggested.

"Yeah. I'll have Gavin send out a notice in a bit," Ian agreed, nodding.

The moment they walked out of the hotel lobby, Gavin hurried over to meet them. "Mr. Goodwin, Miss Sutton."

"Take us back to the office," Ian told him. "And push the shareholder meeting back an hour."

"Right away," Gavin replied instantly.

The midday sun was beating down on them. Eleanor walked alongside him to the car, and Ian didn't forget to open the door for her, gesturing for her to get in first.

Eleanor ducked inside, and Ian followed. Once seated, he took off his glasses, holding them in his hand as he turned to face her.

Without the lenses in the way, the swirling emotions in his deep eyes seemed even more intense.

"Thank you for intercepting that drink for me."

Eleanor looked away. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

"You saw right through me again, huh?" Ian chuckled softly. His tone held a hint of drunken lethargy and the smug satisfaction of having gotten his way.

Leaning back against the seat, he closed his eyes and massaged his temples. "I thought you weren't paying any attention to me."

Eleanor turned to look at him. Ian was clearly drunk, and he looked quite exhausted. His thick eyelashes rested against his cheeks like natural eyeliner as he rested with his eyes closed.

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