No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 882

It occurred to Simone that Eleanor's father, Elliot, had done the same. His final years of research were completely focused on leukemia. He had also been working behind the scenes to secure a future for his daughter and granddaughter.

She sighed. Ian had done all of this without saying a word, and to this day, Eleanor remained oblivious.

Thankfully, the leukemia drug was a success. Marilyn's full recovery meant that if Eleanor or her daughter ever inherited Sara's condition, it would be treatable. Simone felt a wave of relief. She examined Sara's test results again. It was, indeed, the same type of leukemia as Marilyn's, and the medical report clearly indicated it was hereditary. Elliot must have entrusted Ian with this responsibility before he died, which was why he spared no expense in pushing the research forward.

And the donor sample Elliot had given Ian must have been for this research as well. Ian had been preparing for every possibility.

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**After the Holidays**

The festive warmth had faded, replaced by the crisp chill of early spring. Eleanor walked her daughter out the door. Evelyn, with her small backpack on, skipped happily. "Mommy, is there going to be fun stuff at school today?"

"I saw your teacher sent out a list of games and activities. You can participate in all of them," Eleanor told her.

"Yay! I want to do them all!" Evelyn cheered.

Just as they stepped out of the elevator, Eleanor saw a black Maybach already waiting by her parking spot.

"Daddy!" Evelyn cried out, letting go of Eleanor's hand and running toward him.

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