No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 709

Inside the café, Mansfield leaned toward Eleanor and asked quietly, “Should we avoid them? We can switch to a later flight, if you want.”

Eleanor had already checked the schedule—changing tickets would mean waiting until eleven. She wanted to arrive early to prepare, and since Mr. Windsor was also on this flight, there was really no one she needed to avoid.

Once Eleanor sat down, Mansfield asked what she’d like to drink. She ordered a vanilla latte, and Mansfield went to the counter to place their order.

A few minutes later, York emerged from another corner, phone pressed to his ear. Eleanor gave him a small wave; York pointed at his phone in response and headed off in the opposite direction.

In the lounge, Henry and Vanessa were still sitting with Ian.

Henry couldn’t help but wonder why Ian hadn’t used his private jet this time. Why was he catching a commercial flight like everyone else? It wasn’t as if Ian didn’t have time to file a flight plan.

Unless he’d chosen to forgo the jet himself. Henry’s gaze lingered on Ian, remembering how he’d just seen Eleanor with that young man in the café. Suddenly, the pieces clicked into place.

But was that even possible?

Ian, giving up his private plane—for Eleanor? Flying commercial, just to be on the same flight?

The truth was, it only took twenty minutes from the rooftop helipad at Goodwin & Co. Tower to the airport. Ian could have easily arrived in Kingston ahead of everyone else.

“I’m going out for a smoke,” Ian said to Henry, then got up and left the lounge.

Outside, through the glass wall, Ian’s eyes found Eleanor’s slender figure in the café. She was hunched over her phone, checking messages. Mansfield returned with two coffees, setting one gently in front of her.

Eleanor took her cup, warming her hands around it as she smiled up at Mansfield.

Mansfield lounged comfortably across from her, chatting in an easy, relaxed tone.

Ian headed to the smoking room.

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