No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 150

After finishing her words, Eleanor stepped outside to join her daughter.

Ian watched the stubborn set of her shoulders as she walked away. His strong jaw clenched slightly, and after a moment, he reached for his phone and dialed Will, passing along Eleanor's contact information.

Dinner that evening was at a bistro near their home. The family of three sat by a window overlooking the street, enjoying the soft glow of the setting sun. Halfway through the meal, Eleanor's phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen: an unfamiliar international number. Her first thought was that it must be a scam call.

She ignored it.

A minute later, a notification popped up on Skype—a request to add her as a contact. This, she accepted.

Almost immediately, a message appeared, brimming with enthusiasm. "Hi, Miss Sutton! Let me introduce myself—I'm Noah, from the Drexford Hawkins Research Team. I work in medical research. May I have the pleasure of getting to know you?"

Eleanor recognized the name. Noah had a solid reputation in the field, and she'd always admired his work.

"Hello, Noah, I'm Eleanor. It's a pleasure to meet you," she replied.

They exchanged a few lively messages, and as they chatted, Ian's gaze drifted over. He saw Eleanor smiling, a soft, unconscious curve at her lips, clearly delighted by the conversation.

"Mom, who are you talking to?" Evelyn piped up.

"A new friend I just met," Eleanor said, still smiling.

Just then, Eleanor's phone rang again—another international number. She couldn't help but chuckle; clearly, the previous call had been Noah trying to reach her.

She picked up her phone and turned to Ian. "I'm just going to take this call," she said.

Eleanor stepped out into the corridor, answering the call. On the other end, Noah introduced himself again, his voice warm and engaging. They hit it off immediately, and what was meant to be a quick call stretched to more than ten minutes.

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