No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 657

Six or seven engineers immediately fell silent, all eyes darting toward the CEO. If memory served, hadn’t he just asked everyone to share suggestions?

Why was he suddenly in such a foul mood?

For a moment, the conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Ian’s long fingers drummed softly on the table.

“I want the lab renovation proposal on my desk by Monday,” he said, his voice low and even. “Now, let’s move on to the project status updates.”

An hour later, the meeting wrapped up. Ian looked up at Eleanor. “Eleanor, stay. Everyone else is dismissed.”

Joel frowned. Ian had a habit of using work as an excuse to see Eleanor alone.

The others filed out quickly. As he passed her, Joel said quietly, “I’ll wait for you outside.”

He hadn’t forgotten the last time Ian had grabbed Eleanor’s hand in the office—he still had no idea what Ian’s intentions had been.

“Okay!” Eleanor nodded.

Ian’s brow furrowed as he watched the door close. His voice was deep and measured. “You can assign tasks like this to Joel in the future, or I can transfer another male researcher into your team if you prefer.”

“I only care about things that actually concern my work. I don’t need your fake concern,” Eleanor said, standing up and grabbing her notebook.

Ian stood as well. “So, do you think we need to install a shower in the break room?” he asked.

If Eleanor needed it, he was willing to approve it.

She shot back over her shoulder, “Not necessary.”

Work was already overwhelming—any personal matters could wait until she got home. Besides, she wasn’t here to put on a show.

After Eleanor left, Ian stood alone for a moment, lost in thought. Then his phone rang. It was Henry Holt. Recently, Henry had been talking about investing in a private island to build a luxury resort, and he wanted Ian’s and Xavier’s opinions.

“Hey, Henry.”

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