No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 564

York smiled. “They’re my research team from Montclair, brought back here to join me on the brain-computer interface project.” He adjusted his glasses and turned to Eleanor, his eyes warm. “Remember what I told you?”

Meeting York’s gaze, Eleanor instantly understood. She’d assumed she was just another pawn in Mr. Windsor’s game, tucked away for the right moment.

It turned out to be the Grants all along.

“We’re well aware of Goodwin & Co.’s reputation on the international stage,” York continued, “and Meridian Dynamics is already renowned for its cutting-edge technology. If anyone can push brain-computer research forward, it’s us working together.”

“Every country is pouring resources into this field,” Tanya added, her voice gentle but firm. “We can’t afford to be left behind. Dr. Windsor told us about your earlier work, Eleanor, and how it was shelved due to technical and financial limits.”

York smiled at her. “That’s changed now. With Meridian Dynamics’ quantum computing center, we finally have the muscle to run your algorithm models from back then.”

Tanya nodded, her tone reassuring. “Research is a healthy competition—a race that, when won, benefits all of humanity.”

“We want the world to see that our country’s innovation stands shoulder to shoulder with anyone, anywhere.”

For days, Eleanor’s mind had been a storm—staying at Meridian Dynamics meant confronting Ian every day, her emotions constantly on edge. But listening to the Grants, she suddenly saw where she belonged.

In the grand scheme of scientific progress, personal grudges seemed trivial.

She no longer had the energy or time to dwell on the past.

“We’ll be working closely together from now on,” Julian added. “Starnova Group’s board has approved a strategic partnership with Meridian Dynamics.”

Eleanor nodded. That was the beauty of private enterprise: with shared interests, true collaboration became possible.

“Starnova has unique strengths in neural signal acquisition, while Meridian’s algorithms are second to none,” Julian said, his eyes shining with anticipation. “This kind of synergy is the norm in international research.”

York agreed. “On the surface, it’s just a regular tech partnership, but deeper technical exchanges will happen naturally as we work side by side.”

He looked meaningfully at Eleanor.

She understood at once: under the guise of business collaboration, her research data from Drexford would be transferred as part of a mutually beneficial exchange. It was a common practice in global cooperation—perfectly aboveboard, yet allowing for real knowledge sharing.

And that, she realized, was exactly why she needed to stay at Meridian Dynamics—she was the bridge between both sides.

Eleanor stepped out of the hotel into the gathering dusk. Watching the steady stream of headlights, she felt something inside her click into place.

Compared to what she was about to accomplish, old grievances were nothing but a footnote.

From now on, her focus would be on the future of the project, not the shadows of her past.

As she got into her car, Eleanor called Gina.

“Hello? Eleanor?” Gina picked up right away.

“Aunt Gina, I’m coming to pick up Evelyn.”

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