"Okay," Eleanor murmured softly.
For the entire drive, she kept her face turned toward the window, her emotions an unspeakable, tangled mess.
Thankfully, the school wasn't far. When they pulled into a parking spot, the area was already crowded with luxury SUVs and family cars waiting to pick up kids.
"Ellie," Ian suddenly called out, using her affectionate nickname.
Her barely settled heart skipped another beat.
He looked at her earnestly. "Will you at least consider the partnership with Meridian Dynamics?"
He sounded almost like he was pleading.
He let out a soft sigh. "I won't force you. Just... don't completely shut me out anymore, okay? Whether it's as Evelyn's father or as your business partner."
Of course, if he could add one more title to that list, it would be even better.
Eleanor pressed her lips together, her rational mind finally returning. In the field of scientific research, if a better platform presented itself, one had to seize it. It was the kind of opportunity others could only dream of.
But she knew that whatever choice she made would inevitably be entangled with her personal feelings.
"Alright," she said, meeting his gaze with a nod. "I agree to partner with Meridian Dynamics. I'll head over tomorrow for the meeting."
Ian looked as though a massive weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He smiled. "Okay. Good."
Shortly after, as they walked over to pick up Evelyn, they bumped into a few familiar faces from the industry.
Though everyone knew the two were divorced, seeing them together with their daughter prompted knowing, meaningful smiles.
Evelyn was absolutely thrilled. "Daddy, Mommy! You both came to pick me up! I'm so happy!"

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