No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 937

It must have been because Ian had donated his father's body. That had to be part of it, but the more significant reason was the obvious adoration for Ian that her father had seen in her eyes.

Eleanor took a deep breath, pulling her thoughts back to the present. She looked up and met his intense, searching gaze. She felt as if he could see right through her and instinctively put on a colder expression.

"What else? What else did my father tell you? And why was my mother's tissue sample given to you?"

"I traded my father's body for it," Ian answered directly.

Eleanor stared at him for a few seconds, then the pieces clicked into place. Ian had known her mother's sample was a match for his own mother and had used his father's body as a bargaining chip. It was a cold, calculated move, perfectly in line with his character. That explained why he held the rights to her mother's sample. And if he had paid such a steep price for it, she truly had no right to demand it back.

"Then why did you refuse when I asked to use it?" she asked, her eyes fixed on him.

"Why use your mother's sample when there's a living donor?" he countered.

She had no response to that. She smoothed her clothes and stood up. "Fine. I think we're done here." In the end, it all came down to another one of his ruthless transactions.

"Eleanor, don't you want to talk about anything else?" Ian asked, standing as well, his voice raspy.

She shot him a cool glance. "No."

His chest rose and fell with a controlled breath. He walked to the door and opened it for her, but he didn't pull it all the way, waiting for her to approach.

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