No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 457

To catch every word Henrietta said, Serena pretended to take a call and slipped behind a nearby tree.

Xavier glanced over his shoulder when he noticed his mother approaching. He tensed instinctively; though her attitude had softened lately, he still couldn’t read her. He had no idea what she truly thought of Eleanor.

Henrietta, dressed elegantly in a fitted navy dress, wore a warmer, more genuine smile than the last time they met. “Eleanor, I’m so glad you could make it.” She shot a gentle reproach at her son. “Xavier, really—how could you let Miss Sutton stand out here in the cold? At least invite her in for a cup of tea.”

Xavier was momentarily caught off guard.

Eleanor greeted her politely, “Good evening, Mrs. Vaughn.”

Though Henrietta’s gaze still sized her up, the scrutiny had softened. There was genuine warmth in her smile, a kind of eager hospitality.

Surprised by the change, Eleanor glanced at Xavier.

He gave a small, relieved smile, as if finally able to breathe.

Henrietta stepped forward to take Eleanor’s hand. “Don’t just stand there, dear. Consider this your own home—no need to be so formal. Come, let’s sit in the living room.”

The sudden wave of friendliness left Eleanor bewildered. She glanced at Xavier for reassurance, but he just kept smiling back at her.

Meanwhile, Serena, hidden behind the tree, stared in disbelief as Mrs. Vaughn led Eleanor arm-in-arm toward the house. She couldn’t wrap her mind around it.

How could this be happening?

Mrs. Vaughn had never been half this enthusiastic with her!

Why was she treating Eleanor with such obvious affection, even personally escorting her inside?

As Eleanor walked with Mrs. Vaughn into the elegant foyer, she could feel the eyes of the society ladies—the ones Xavier’s mother always surrounded herself with—settle on her, their surprise barely concealed.

“Miss Sutton, let me introduce you to a few friends.” Mrs. Vaughn steered Eleanor toward her inner circle, beaming. “Ladies, this is Eleanor Sutton, a rising star in medicine and a close friend of my son’s.”

This was the same circle that had joined Henrietta for tea the day before; now, each one regarded her with open envy.

“We’ve heard so much about you, Miss Sutton!” gushed one woman in a tailored Chanel suit, extending her hand. “Just yesterday, we were all talking about your speech on the news!”

“Thank you, it’s lovely to meet you,” Eleanor replied, shaking her hand.

“I heard you made a major breakthrough in leukemia research—is that true?” another woman asked, curiosity shining in her eyes.

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