No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1195

"Well, there is one more thing," York said thoughtfully. "This discovery will inevitably attract international attention. I suggest we secure the intellectual property rights in advance."

Ian's expression sharpened. This was indeed crucial. He nodded. "Alright. I'll have my legal team handle it immediately. I guarantee all patents will be filed under Eleanor's name personally, not under Goodwin & Co."

York held his teacup, looking at the young man before him. It seemed he had underestimated him. However, his dedication to protecting Eleanor was commendable. "Although we never had a formal ceremony, I claimed the title of godfather when she was born. Even if she doesn't call me that, I'll always consider her half a daughter. Hearing you say this, I'm very grateful," York said sincerely.

Ian nodded. "I'll contact her and apply for the patent on her behalf to ensure her future research isn't usurped by others."

"If her research leads to a breakthrough later on, she could be nominated for a Nobel Prize," York said, his eyes filled with satisfaction. He truly hoped for that day to come.

A sharp light glinted in Ian's eyes. He nodded. "Doctor, could I ask you to keep our conversation confidential for now? Please don't tell Eleanor that I'll be supporting her new research."

"Why? Is this something you need to hide from her?" York asked, surprised.

"Eleanor and I were once married, and we have some unresolved issues. She might not accept my funding. At the same time, I don't trust anyone else to invest in her research. So, when the time comes, I might invest under a different identity."

"This won't be a small investment! Scientific research is a money pit," York said, suddenly feeling a pang of sympathy for him.

Ian smiled faintly. "For her research, any investment is worth it."

After seeing York off, Ian picked up his teacup and drifted into a daydream.

A scene was taking shape in his mind: Eleanor in an elegant evening gown, standing in the spotlight at the Nobel Prize ceremony. She gracefully accepted the award and delivered her acceptance speech with ease.

The image brought an unconscious smile to his lips. To witness the moment Eleanor stood at the pinnacle of science, he was willing to give everything.

At the same time, one thing still gnawed at him. Was Mansfield Ellington really a better match for Eleanor than he was?