No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1160

Evelyn adjusted her little backpack, big eyes blinking as she looked from her father to her mother. Even at her young age, she was perceptive.

"Mommy, what were you going to say to Daddy?" she asked, looking up.

Eleanor stroked her head. "Mommy has to go to a meeting in Kingston. Will you be okay with Daddy for a bit?"

"Okay! Will you bring me a present from Kingston?" Evelyn asked expectantly.

"I will," Eleanor promised.

Evelyn had been a typical high-needs baby from the start. Ever since she could recognize faces, she was wary of strangers, clinging only to her parents. They had originally hired three nannies, but Eleanor had let them all go.

When she was fussy, not even Joslyn could hold her, which was why both Eleanor and Ian were so hands-on with their daughter. Eleanor had developed a habit of only entrusting her daughter to Ian and no one else.

After Ian took their daughter downstairs, Eleanor quickly packed her laptop and luggage. When she went down, she saw Gavin waiting by her car. "Miss Sutton, I've been instructed to take you to the airport."

"Oh, I couldn't possibly trouble you, Gavin," Eleanor said, not wanting to impose.

"It's no trouble. Mr. Goodwin said you need to rest up for your meeting in Kingston."

Eleanor paused. She hadn't slept well last night and really did need to catch up on some sleep during the drive. The afternoon's BCI meeting was going to be a mental marathon.

She didn't refuse, as she needed to review the key points for the conference in the car.

Just then, Ian's phone rang. It was one of Lanny's subordinates.

"Mr. Goodwin, I just spoke with an old man who said he saw a city animal control van near the street market around nine o'clock last night. He said he heard what sounded like a dog being captured."

"Animal control?" Ian's heart sank. His voice was urgent. "Find the license plate number and the location of the local animal shelter immediately."

Ian hung up. If Princess had been caught as a stray, the situation was critical. Municipal animal shelters had strict protocols; if an animal wasn't claimed within a certain period, it would be euthanized.

Ten minutes later, Ian received an address—a temporary holding and processing facility within the district. He pulled open the car door and got in. Lanny immediately started the vehicle, and they sped toward the location.

Ian's brow furrowed. He pictured Princess's usual obedient demeanor and imagined the terror she must be experiencing if she were locked up in a place like that.