Eleanor let out a cold laugh. “No one forced him to come.”
Whether he showed up or not made no difference to today’s meeting.
Gwenda noticed that Eleanor’s tone grew sharp whenever Ian was mentioned. Realizing this, she decided to hold her tongue. So those rumors she’d heard must have been false—people had said Eleanor was looking to get back together with Mr. Goodwin.
She’d only wanted to help out, quietly, in her own way.
After Gwenda left, a thought struck Eleanor. She pulled out her phone and dialed Simone.
“Professor Langley, could you ask Metropolitan General to send me my father’s most recent medical report?”
“Of course, Eleanor. Why the sudden interest?”
“No particular reason. I just want to take a look,” Eleanor replied, offering no explanation.
“All right, I’ll give them a call in a minute.”
About ten minutes later, an email notification chimed—her father’s medical file had arrived.
Eleanor opened it right away, her hands trembling slightly. The report was from five years ago. According to the results, everything had been within normal range except for moderate anemia—there was no sign at all of any rare RH-negative blood disorder.
She let out a shaky breath. It wasn’t her father.
So had he just scribbled notes about this rare disease in his journal, or did someone close to him actually have it?
If it didn’t concern her own family, Eleanor wasn’t about to lose sleep over it.
Later that afternoon, Byron stopped by to remind her that Dr. York and his research team would be visiting Meridian Dynamics next week for a collaboration, and made it clear she shouldn’t request any time off.


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