No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1213

The collapse of trust often begins with the smallest of cracks. In Eleanor's eyes, Ian's silence and lack of explanation were admissions of guilt and signs of indifference. She began to doubt, to feel insecure, to scrutinize everything about their relationship. The sweetness and certainty they once shared were slowly eroded by suspicion and disappointment.

When it came to reading people, Vanessa was undeniably precise. She exploited Ian's refusal to explain and Eleanor's deep-seated insecurities, patiently weaving a web of lies and misunderstandings that ultimately killed Eleanor's love for him.

"Vanessa, what are you thinking about?" Laverne's voice pulled her back to the present. She was curious about what new scheme was brewing in her mind.

Vanessa turned to look out the window, her eyes growing colder. Evelyn, the child she once used as a tool, was growing up, and all her old weapons had become useless.

Did she truly have no power left to fight back against Eleanor and Ian?

Just then, the sound of a car reached them from downstairs. Laverne's heart skipped a beat. She picked up her iPad and said, "Vanessa, I should get going. Call me if you need anything."

Laverne disliked interacting with Walden Wells, but as she reached the bottom of the stairs, she ran right into him as he was entering the house.

"Mr. Wells, you're back," Laverne greeted him with a warm smile.

"How's Vanessa? Is she in a better mood?" Walden Wells asked.

"Vanessa's been in good spirits today," Laverne replied.

Walden Wells glanced at her and waved a hand, dismissing her.

Walden's expression immediately darkened. Vanessa's words reminded him of something. The recent string of breakthroughs in the medical world was indeed credited to Ian's ex-wife. He'd also heard that Goodwin & Co. had poured a lot of money into her core technology.

"What are you trying to say?" Walden's gaze sharpened as he stared at Vanessa. He was beginning to realize she was more than just a pretty face; she had a cunning side to her.

Vanessa calmly met his gaze. "What I'm thinking is, the media has caught Ian trying to get back together with his ex-wife. He's bound to favor her when it comes to major investment decisions. Everyone knows medical research is a bottomless pit; sometimes you can pour fortunes into it and not even make a splash. If Ian lets his personal feelings cloud his judgment and throws all that money at Eleanor's research projects, do you think the board members and shareholders at Goodwin & Co. will just sit back and watch?"

Vanessa pouted her red lips. "Walden, is my idea too naive? Just think of it as a joke."

But a sharp glint flashed in Walden's eyes. "What shareholder would be happy about losses to the company's bottom line?"