No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 306

Eleanor forced herself to stay calm. “Joel, can you find out the exact date?”

“Last Friday, three p.m.”

That time—Eleanor had been in the lab.

“Joel, I’ll call Callie first.”

After hanging up, Eleanor dialed Callie, hoping he might know who’d accessed her computer.

When they finished talking, Callie mentioned that Horace had come by to see him that Friday afternoon. But as for whether Horace had touched Eleanor’s computer, Callie couldn’t recall.

“Eleanor, do you really suspect Horace? That doesn’t sound like him. Why would he try to frame you?” Callie sounded baffled.

Eleanor felt the same. She and Horace barely spoke outside work, but there was no animosity between them. Horace was on Joel’s team now, with a promising future—why would he risk ruining it all for this?

Just then, Byron called. Eleanor answered, “Hello, Mr. Chase.”

“Miss Sutton, we’ve spoken with Mr. Vaughn’s team. They’ll be making the investigation results public today, along with an official apology to our lab.”

Eleanor asked, “Mr. Chase, have they identified who leaked the data?”

Eleanor already had a suspicion.

“We’re still looking into it. But we should know within the next couple of days. Please be patient, Miss Sutton,” Byron reassured her.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

After she hung up, Eleanor sat in thought. If it really was Horace, why would he take such a risk?

She knew this whole thing had been orchestrated to target her—someone wanted to frame her for colluding with Juliette Labs.

If it was Horace, she couldn’t help but think of the person he was closest to: Faye.

If Faye had been the one behind Horace, then this made a lot more sense.

She’d gone to college with Faye for two years. There was never any real feud—maybe just mutual dislike at most. But after Eleanor’s breakthrough with the spherical compound, Faye had seen her as a rival. Faye competed with her at every turn, always trying to outdo her. It didn’t help that Faye had a thing for Joel, and Joel, being Eleanor’s supervisor, had always looked out for her. That drove Faye even crazier.

Eleanor was lost in thought when her phone rang. Joel was calling.

“Hey, Joel.”

“We have the results.”

“Who was it?”

“It was Horace. He just confessed. Admitted everything.”

“Are you sure he acted alone?” Eleanor pressed.

“Horace confessed to all of it.”

“How is Mr. Chase handling it?”

“They were going to press charges, but considering Horace’s contributions, they’ve decided not to pursue legal action. The school and the lab are expelling him, though.”

They chatted a little longer, and before she knew it, it was nine thirty.

Just as she was about to go to bed, a message from Ian popped up: Sorry I was too harsh with you today.

Eleanor stared at it, unmoved.

She didn’t plan to reply.

Has Evelyn gone to bed?

She ignored him again.

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