No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1287

"What's wrong? See your old flame and get all worked up?" Walden Wells suddenly murmured, his tone laced with displeasure.

Vanessa snapped back to reality. She realized her jealousy had caused her to unconsciously tighten her grip on his arm.

She immediately plastered on a bright, flirtatious smile and pressed closer to him. "Walden, you know who's in my heart, don't you?"

Walden Wells grunted. He was looking for an opportunity to confront Ian anyway, so he led Vanessa in their direction.

Vanessa was startled that he was walking straight toward Ian. She took a deep breath, determined not to show any weakness in front of them.

"Mr. Goodwin, Dr. Sutton, what a coincidence! Perfect time to discuss the establishment of the special fund," Walden Wells said, his voice booming and drawing the attention of those nearby.

Ian's brow furrowed slightly, while Eleanor turned to face them with a calm expression.

Vanessa put on a show of dignified composure, greeting Ian first. "Mr. Goodwin, it's been a while." Then, as if just noticing Eleanor, she feigned surprise. "Oh! Miss Sutton is here too. Sorry—Dr. Sutton now. You've certainly climbed a long way up."

It sounded like a compliment, but the bite underneath was hard to miss.

Ian completely ignored Vanessa, his cold gaze fixed on Walden Wells. "Are you also interested in the medical research fund, Mr. Wells?"

Walden laughed, his words loaded with insinuation. "Oh, I'm interested, of course. Especially in a project that Mr. Goodwin is backing so heavily. I'm just curious if the rapid approval of such a massive sum of money complies with The Guild of Commerce's standard procedures." As he spoke, his eyes shifted directly to Eleanor. "After all, the relationship between Dr. Sutton and Mr. Goodwin... well, it does make one wonder, doesn't it?"

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