Chapter summary: Chapter 1649 from the book No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) by Harper Laine
Discover the most important events of Chapter 1649, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor). With the engaging writing of Harper Laine, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.
The shockwave knocked the water glass off her desk, shattering it on the floor. Outside, a chorus of blaring sirens erupted, cutting through the panicked screams and cries of terrified crowds.
On the screen, Ian's expression morphed instantly into absolute terror.
"Ellie, what the hell is happening?"
Eleanor dropped to the floor to retrieve her phone, her voice shaking. "I think... I think a bomb just went off downstairs."
She scrambled to the window and peeked out. Thick, black smoke was billowing up from the lower floors, and people were fleeing in all directions. Just then, a second explosion rocked the building, rattling the glass violently in its frame.
"Get away from the window!" Ian roared through the speaker. "Listen to me. Stay in the room. Lock the door. Do not leave under any circumstances. I'm sending the bodyguards up to get you right now."
Eleanor's heart was hammering against her ribs, her hands trembling so hard she could barely hold the phone.
"Okay, I won't move. I'm staying right here," she promised frantically.
"I'm calling the detail to extract you to a safe house," Ian snapped before abruptly ending the call.
Eleanor stared at her screen as a text from a colleague popped up: "Dr. Sutton, the hotel is under a Terrorist Attack. There are armed men in the lobby. Do not leave your room!"
A second later, a message from her lead bodyguard arrived.
"Dr. Sutton, the hotel is on total lockdown. Hostiles have seized all exits. We cannot breach the upper floors. Please remain calm, stay hidden, and keep completely silent. Military backup is en route."
Eleanor quickly typed back, "Understood. I'm hiding."
Message failed to send.
They had cut the cell towers.
Outside, the wail of sirens grew deafening. Every passing second felt like an eternity.


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