No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1076

As evening fell, a police car disappeared down a side road, heading toward a reservoir.

It finally stopped at an abandoned reservoir management facility, surrounded by a fence and shrouded in dark, menacing tree shadows. The whole place gave off a sinister, terrifying vibe.

Eleanor's consciousness returned as she was thrown hard onto the ground. Before she could even take in her surroundings, a heavy slap struck her across the face.

"You bitch! You're the one who got Drew's chemical plant shut down, aren't you!" a beefy man growled, grabbing Eleanor's hair and forcing her to look at him. "If you hadn't stuck your nose where it didn't belong, my brothers and I wouldn't have been jobless all this time."

Eleanor gritted her teeth against the searing pain. She knew instantly these were Drew's men. "Your plant's emissions were dangerously high, and you know how many villagers you harmed," she shot back.

"Oh, listen to her, still got some fight left. Boss, why are we wasting time talking to her?" one of the kidnappers sneered. "Let's just have the good doctor entertain us brothers for a bit, as compensation."

"Damn right. Too bad we couldn't get that Ian Goodwin to suffer with her. His men beat us so bad back then we couldn't even return to the country. Today, we'll settle the score with her. Messing with Ian's wife is revenge enough."

Another man spat. "If it weren't for that bastard Ian, Drew wouldn't have had to do two years in jail. We were lucky to get away, or he would've never let us go."

Eleanor closed her eyes, a silent tear slipping down her cheek. She clenched her jaw, knowing there was no escape.

She looked up at the wall opposite her. Her daughter's face flashed through her mind, followed by the memory of Ian's gentle gaze as he looked at Evelyn. Even though the medicine she was working on wasn't finished, at least Smith would take over. The research plan was on her computer—

In this moment, Eleanor's mind was like a flurry of last words, putting her affairs in order.

Ian, please take care of Evelyn—

She only has you now—

"Save your breath. There's no one for miles around. No one's coming to save you."

"Better save that energy for servicing us. Maybe we'll make your last moments a little more pleasurable."

Eleanor's nails raked across one kidnapper's arm, drawing blood. He cursed and grabbed her clothes, about to rip them open with brute force.

Just then, a deafening crash echoed from outside the warehouse. The locked iron gate buckled and collapsed inward, and a pair of blinding headlights pierced the darkness, like two beams from hell.

With a tremendous roar, the gate fell to the ground. Silhouetted against the light, a tall figure stepped out of the car and strode forward with urgent steps.

The four kidnappers had been expecting a whole team, but after a few seconds, they realized only one person had gotten out. They pulled out their weapons, grinning menacingly at the fool who had come to die.