No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1602

Early the next morning, Eleanor and Ian met at the hotel's breakfast buffet. She wore a sharp gray blazer paired with tailored trousers, her hair pulled back into a sleek bun that highlighted her elegant features. She exuded absolute professionalism.

Given that the hotel was currently packed with top-tier talent for the youth summit, she had barely stepped into the dining area when a man called out to her.

"Eleanor? You're Eleanor Sutton, right?" The man was dressed impeccably, his face lighting up with genuine excitement upon recognizing her.

"And you are?" she asked with a polite smile.

"I'm Joseph Payne, from the National Academy of Sciences. I've always admired your work," he said, extending a hand, his tone eager and sincere. "Your latest paper on neurodegenerative behaviors offered incredibly unique insights. I've read it several times."

Realization dawned on her, and she shook his hand. "You flatter me, Dr. Payne."

"Would you mind if we exchanged contact information? I'd love the opportunity to discuss our research sometime."

"Of course," she smiled, genuinely honored to connect with a respected peer.

Just as they finished exchanging their WhatsApp details, a voice drifted over from behind her. "Good morning, Dr. Sutton."

Eleanor didn't even need to turn around, but Joseph immediately recognized the newcomer. "Mr. Goodwin. It's an honor."

"Dr. Payne. A pleasure." Ian reached out and shook the man's hand. Tall, impeccably dressed, and exuding an undeniable aura of authority, his signature gray hair made him instantly recognizable even to those who didn't follow business news.

Ian stepped up, naturally positioning himself right beside Eleanor.

Joseph was the kind of researcher who lived in the lab, utterly oblivious to celebrity gossip. Naturally, he knew nothing about the history between Eleanor and Ian.

Curiosity flickered in his eyes. "Mr. Goodwin, I had no idea you were acquainted with Dr. Sutton."

"She's my ex-wife," Ian replied smoothly, flashing a polite smile as he casually rested a hand on the small of her back.

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