No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1050

At twenty-something, Eleanor's own schemes and methods were no match for Vanessa's. She would have likely been wounded and torn apart by Vanessa's various tactics.

"Thank you for telling me all this," Serena said gratefully. "Take a look at the bag. Do you like it?"

Flavia took the bag out, and her eyes lit up with delight. "You can't even buy this in the country."

"You need connections to get one," Serena said.

Flavia thought to herself that only someone of Serena's status could get their hands on a true limited edition.

After Flavia left with the bag, Serena sat alone in the coffee shop for a while to compose herself before leaving.

Even though she knew that digging into Vanessa's past would only make her angrier and more pained, Serena felt a persistent need to do it. She just wanted to uncover Vanessa's history and see just how shameless she could be.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Eleanor's car emerged from the underground garage. Just as she stopped at a traffic light, her car's hands-free system rang. It was Joel.

Eleanor answered the call, and Joel's anxious voice filled the car. "Ellie, did you see the report about the Marlowe Village chemical plant? It says Drew, the owner from back then, is about to be released."

Eleanor's own voice grew tense. "I saw it today, too."

"I don't know if this Drew guy will hold a grudge against you after two years in prison. From now on, you need to be careful. Keep an eye out for any unfamiliar vehicles following you."

"I will. You be careful too," Eleanor reminded him.

"Don't worry about me," Joel said, then asked, "Are you driving right now?"

"Yes, I'm on my way to pick up my daughter from school," Eleanor replied.

"Okay, drive safely. Call me anytime if you need anything."

After hanging up with Joel, Eleanor stepped on the gas just as her gaze fell on the car behind her. She saw a black SUV following her. With Joel's warning still ringing in her ears, the vehicle suddenly seemed suspicious.

She thought she had seen a similar vehicle behind her car this morning. A wave of alarm washed over her. Eleanor immediately turned into another lane. The black SUV behind her promptly signaled and followed. Eleanor's nerves tightened. Was she really being followed?

Eleanor let out a sigh of relief. So they were Ian's men.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Ian's apologetic voice came through the speakers.

Eleanor said to him, "Next time, please give me a heads-up."

"I will," Ian agreed.

"Well, if that's all, I'm hanging up now," Eleanor said.

"I just left my office. I'll go pick up Evelyn. You can just go home," Ian continued.

Eleanor glanced at the time. She had taken a detour, and she was indeed running a little late.

"Thanks," Eleanor said, the word coming out naturally.