No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 433

Goodwin Manor

Serena Goodwin had just returned home after spending a week abroad, trying to shake off a lingering bad mood. The driver carried her suitcases into the foyer, where a housekeeper promptly arrived to unpack for her. Serena flopped onto the sofa, phone in hand, utterly exhausted.

“Where have you run off to this time, young lady? You’re never home for more than a day,” Magdalen’s voice boomed from across the room.

Startled, Serena quickly straightened up and puffed out her cheeks. “Grandma, you nearly scared me to death!”

Magdalen sat opposite her, eyeing Serena’s makeup with clear disapproval. “Just look at yourself. Is this how you want to go around, all painted up? Why can’t you be more like Eleanor—fresh-faced and elegant? She always looks so lovely.”

Serena hadn’t expected to be compared to Eleanor the moment she walked through the door. Annoyed, she turned her face away and muttered, “Right, right. In your eyes, it’s always Eleanor who’s the real granddaughter, not me.”

Magdalen let out a heavy sigh, wondering for the hundredth time why Serena seemed to have it in for Eleanor.

At that moment, Gina, returning from outside, caught sight of her daughter and called out, “Go take a shower and change your clothes. I’m taking you out to lunch today.”

Serena slumped back into the couch. “No way. I’m dead tired.”

“Don’t be difficult. This isn’t just any lunch—we’re meeting Mrs. Vaughn.”

“Which Mrs. Vaughn?” Serena arched an eyebrow and pursed her lips. As the realization hit her, she shot her mother a wide-eyed look. “Wait—do you mean Xavier’s mother?”

Gina couldn’t help but laugh at her daughter’s dramatic reaction. “Yes, Xavier’s mother.”

“Really?” Serena’s exhaustion vanished, replaced by giddy excitement.

Gina raised an eyebrow, amused. “Not so tired anymore, are you?”

Serena leapt off the couch, all fatigue forgotten. “Mom, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” she called out, already dashing upstairs. “I’ll be ready in ten minutes!”

Downstairs, Magdalen turned to Gina, frowning. “The Vaughns actually agreed?”

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