No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 656

Eleanor was in the middle of an experiment. A pig, sedated and lying still on the table, was hooked up to a machine as she and Joel Kingsley worked side by side, reading the data from a neural chip implanted in its brain.

Compared to their previous studies, brain-computer interface research was proving far more grueling.

When they finally stepped out of the lab, both were drenched in sweat. Joel grabbed a tissue and, noticing Eleanor struggling to remove her protective gear, felt a sudden urge. He reached over and gently wiped the perspiration from her forehead.

Eleanor froze in surprise, standing still as Joel carefully dabbed the sweat from her face.

Outside, by the floor-to-ceiling windows just beyond the break room, two figures stood watching.

Ian Goodwin and Byron Chase.

Byron cast a wary glance at his boss’s expression.

Ian’s gaze was fixed through the glass, zeroing in on Joel’s gesture toward Eleanor. His eyes were dark and unreadable, but Byron could feel the temperature in the air drop sharply.

“Mr. Goodwin, should I call them in for the meeting?” Byron asked, treading carefully.

“No need,” Ian replied coolly. “Let them finish up.”

With that, he turned and strode toward the conference room.

Inside, Eleanor peeled off her protective gear and pulled a tissue from the box to wipe her brow.

Joel sniffed at his sleeve and made a face. “We smell pretty bad. Better wash up twice when we get home.”

Eleanor sniffed her own sleeve and grimaced. The anesthesia hadn’t taken properly with the pig, and while they’d been stringing up the data cables, it had rolled over and smeared her with who knew what. Now she could definitely smell it.

Joel looked at her with a mix of concern and apology. “Sorry you had to go through that.”

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