No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 328

He turned at the sound of footsteps, his dark eyes betraying no emotion.

“Take a seat,” he said.

Eleanor pulled out the chair in front of her and sat down. “The assistant will bring the documents in a moment.”

“No rush.” Ian nodded and pressed the intercom. “Bring us two coffees, please.”

His gaze rested on Eleanor’s face for a few seconds before he suddenly asked, “How’s Evelyn doing lately?”

“She’s fine,” Eleanor replied coolly.

“I’d like to see her.” Ian’s request was firm. Lately, Eleanor had turned down every attempt he made to visit, and his longing to see his daughter had only grown.

Eleanor lifted her head, her eyes icy as they locked on his. “Do you think you can just walk in and out of Evelyn’s life whenever you please?”

Ian’s brows drew together. “I’m still her father.”

“A father who abandoned his daughter on New Year’s Eve to meet his mistress?” Eleanor’s lips curled in a mocking smile. “Evelyn doesn’t need that kind of father.”

Right then, a knock sounded at the door. The secretary entered, balancing a stack of printed reports in one hand and two cups of coffee in the other. She seemed to sense the tension in the air, and after setting the coffee down, she hurried out without a word.

Ian picked up his coffee and took a sip. “I can explain what happened that night—”

“Don’t bother.” Eleanor flipped open the report. “Let’s focus on work. The third-phase trial data looks promising.”

Ian stood and moved to her side, leaning over to read the report with her.

The crisp scent of cedar he always wore drifted toward her, making Eleanor instinctively frown.

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