No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1631

One of the shareholders couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so certain that Eleanor will never have another child with Mr. Goodwin?"

Shaun Wallace froze. He didn't actually know; he had only based his assumption entirely on his wife's analysis.

Another shareholder clapped him on the shoulder. "Mr. Goodwin and Eleanor are both young. They can have kids whenever they want. Why are you stressing over it?"

Shaun fell silent. He thought of his wife's confident claims and found himself completely speechless.

It finally dawned on him that his current downfall was entirely his wife's fault.

"With modern science, even if Eleanor doesn't want to carry a child, there are plenty of other ways," someone else chimed in.

"Are Mr. Goodwin and Eleanor really getting back together?"

"Judging by Mr. Goodwin's attitude just now, I'd say it's happening soon."

"If they really remarry, it's great news for us. With a genius like Eleanor leading our biotech division, we won't have to worry about our future."

At that, the profit-driven nature of the businessmen in the room showed. Everyone looked thrilled. If the future boss's wife was a heavyweight in the tech world, what was there to worry about?

Shaun's face grew increasingly ugly, flushing a deep red. No matter how much Goodwin & Co. thrived in the future, it had nothing to do with him anymore.

Listening to the other shareholders chat about Eleanor's scientific achievements, envisioning the bright future of the biotech division, and discussing the massive profits Ian and Eleanor's reconciliation would bring, Shaun felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Of course, no one spared him another glance. It was as if he were completely invisible.

Shaun clenched and unclenched his fists, staring into a bleak and uncertain future.

A shareholder who was relatively close to him walked over and patted his shoulder. "Shaun, take my advice. Just sell your shares voluntarily. Save yourself some dignity."

Shaun snapped his head around and glared at him.

The shareholder chuckled awkwardly and walked away. The others also began to stand up and leave. Shaun stared at the financial report in front of him. The deficit was glaringly obvious.

A massive loss of millions of dollars.

His entire life's work was gone.

He stood up angrily and left. Just as he stepped into the elevator, his wife called.

He answered it in sheer frustration, and Miranda Wallace's voice came through the line. "Shaun, I'm heading to my cousin's place this afternoon, and I'm bringing Yvette along to visit."

Hearing that, Shaun's hand shook with rage.

"Miranda, shut your mouth. Look at the disaster you've caused!"

"What did I do now?"

"We'll settle this when I get home," Shaun growled, hanging up the phone.

Ian led Eleanor back to his office. He gently pressed her down onto the sofa, his gaze sweeping over her face. "Don't take what I said out there to heart. I didn't mean to say it."

Eleanor offered a soft smile. "I didn't take it to heart."

"Really?" A hint of uncertainty flickered in Ian's eyes.

"What outsiders say doesn't affect me." Eleanor patted the empty space beside her. "Sit down."

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