CHAPTER 15: CHAPTER 15: HUSBAND SLEEPS WITH YOU

Monday, the legal team was incredibly busy.

Before catching a breath, Albert Sawyer called Eleanor Winslow, "Winslow, go to the CEO’s office, there’s a problem with President Grant."

"Me?" Eleanor took out the workplace knowledge she learned from Adrian Grant before, "Isn’t it inappropriate for an intern like me to see President Grant?"

Albert examined Eleanor, "You don’t want to go?"

Eleanor absolutely didn’t want to!

Albert said impatiently, "Everyone else has important work. I’m telling you to go, so just go!"

Chloe Rhodes glared jealously at Eleanor, as if Eleanor had gotten an unbelievably good job.

Eleanor: "..."

This job was becoming unbearable.

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The door to the CEO’s office was not closed, and there was no sound inside.

Eleanor knocked twice, but no one responded, so she gently pushed the door open.

A woman was sitting in the main seat of the CEO’s office, with long wavy hair draped over her shoulders, makeup exquisitely done, wearing a red Dior satin dress, a green emerald collarbone necklace around her neck, beautiful with a touch of allure, making it hard to look away.

"Eleanor?" Mia Winslow looked at Eleanor in surprise, then stood up in delight, "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you, what are you doing here?"

At this moment, Eleanor could finally understand the foul mood everyone had towards Monday mornings.

Really, how unlucky!

Mia seemed to understand, afraid Eleanor would misunderstand, hesitated to speak. After two seconds of conflict, she pointed to the closed rest room, "Are you looking for Adrian? Adrian’s changing clothes inside, please wait a moment."

Changing clothes at noon?

They must have been up to something unspeakable!

Eleanor asked mockingly, "You’re here like the lady of the house, aren’t you afraid his subordinates might see?"

Mia seemed to find nothing wrong, smiling, "We’ve run into each other a few times before. Everyone knows Adrian and I have a good relationship, it’s fine."

No wonder she dared to sit directly in Adrian Grant’s seat!

Eleanor said nothing.

Mia flirted with her hair, suddenly lowered her voice, as if probing Eleanor, "You said serving Adrian was tough, but I think it’s fine?"

Eleanor saw a crumpled piece of paper in the trash can, feeling a chill of disgust.

They were indeed...!

The door to the rest room opened.

A tall, long-legged man walked out, adjusting his sleeves and seeing Eleanor, paused for a brief moment.

"Sorry to disturb you two, really sorry." Eleanor turned to leave.

"Lawyer Winslow," Adrian Grant called to her, implying his client’s status.

Eleanor took a deep breath, telling herself: Business is business! Don’t bother with the soon-to-be ex-husband!

Then turned back around, and said to Adrian Grant with a forced smile, "I thought President Grant wouldn’t want to see me when beauty is right in front of him."

Before Adrian Grant could speak, Mia Winslow gently asked, "Adrian, I would like to have a private chat with Eleanor, just a few minutes, is that okay?"

Adrian Grant had a call to make to another country, nodded, and left the CEO’s office with his phone.

Afternoon sunlight streamed in through the windows, but Eleanor felt no warmth.

Eleanor had to admire Mia Winslow’s ability, just a few words to make Adrian Grant leave the CEO’s office himself.

"Your hand looks fine, great acting," Eleanor glanced at Mia’s hand.

Mia laughed softly, but there was no warmth in her eyes, "Thanks to you, my hand is indeed fine, but my ankle hurt for days."

"Really? That’s good news indeed."

Mia seriously scrutinized Eleanor.

Eleanor’s mother had a quarter U.K. descent, so Eleanor was strikingly beautiful, her features had the three-dimensionality of Western beauties, combined with the charm of Eastern ones. Her clear, bright almond eyes were extraordinarily captivating, appearing innocent and pure when warm, sharp and cold when steely.

Since childhood, Eleanor was the prettiest girl in the circle, loved by peers, and also adored by elders.

——Thankfully, all this stopped when she entered the psychiatric hospital!

"Eleanor, when do you and Adrian Grant plan to divorce?" Mia asked.

Eleanor deliberately didn’t answer, teasing Mia’s curiosity.

It’s rare for Mia to be this unsettled, clenched her fists on her side, trying hard not to seem too eager, "Have you regretted it, and don’t want to divorce Adrian Grant anymore?"

Eleanor glanced at her with surprise, not understanding why she’d guess that.

"Are you eagerly wanting to replace me, marry Adrian Grant?" Eleanor leaned against the table, "Mia Winslow, you’ve never been so impatient before, what’s wrong this time? Found a competitor?"

Mia choked with anger for a moment, her gaze at Eleanor grew colder.

She quickly adjusted her mindset and said, "Of course not. I’m just concerned about my sister’s love life."

Actually, Mia came to Adrian Grant not to discuss endorsement matters at all.

It was because Adrian Grant halted two major contracts with the Winslow Family, so Eugene Winslow had Mia come to Adrian Grant to talk him over.

As for why they didn’t look for Eleanor?

The contracts were canceled after Eleanor’s major family dispute, so not only Eugene, but even Mia could sense that it was Adrian Grant giving Eugene a warning —— because of that slap Eugene gave Eleanor!

Adrian Grant was protecting Eleanor, this realization set off alarms in Mia’s mind.

"Mia Winslow, how about we make a deal?" Eleanor Winslow also has something she wants to know, "You tell me who informed the Grant Family elders to come to the hotel to find me and Adrian Grant three years ago, and I’ll tell you when I’ll get a divorce. I might even tell you whether Adrian intends to marry you."

"How would I know who informed the Grant Family back then?" Mia Winslow was furious, her voice raised by several degrees.

"Oh, so you’re not denying your desire to marry Adrian Grant this time?" Eleanor Winslow said with a smile.

"Eleanor——!"

"Since you’re not giving me useful information, you’ll have to ask Adrian Grant yourself about the divorce situation!"

Mia Winslow was so angry she was about to explode.

Eleanor Winslow silently pondered over Mia Winslow’s words.

Eleanor’s most suspicious person was originally Mia Winslow, because Mia couldn’t wait for Eleanor’s reputation to be ruined, and even before the incident happened, no one would think the Grant Family would agree to marry her, a woman with a bad reputation.

If it wasn’t Mia Winslow who informed the Grant Family three years ago, then who?

When the Director of Legal Affairs came to Adrian Grant to sign documents, he happened to meet Mia Winslow leaving. His enthusiasm and respect towards Mia were clearly not the attitude towards an ordinary friend of a boss.

Eleanor Winslow thought of Mia Winslow’s strongly suggestive words and felt more disgusted.

"President Grant, I consider my identity unsuitable to directly connect with you; next time, you’d better have a higher-level colleague explain the work content to you—what do you think, President Thompson?"

She didn’t want to meet Mia Winslow here again next time.

The Director of Legal Affairs, surnamed Thompson, was suddenly named and instinctively spoke his true thoughts: "I think that’s possible—"

As he finished speaking, the Director of Legal Affairs felt an exceptionally cold gaze.

The Director of Legal Affairs urgently amended: "—could be discussed!"

Eleanor Winslow: "..."

Adrian Grant leaned back in his chair, watching the Director of Legal Affairs calmly.

"I think Lawyer Winslow is fully capable of being this contact person; your expression ability and professional knowledge are very strong, not inferior to other colleagues in your team!" The Director of Legal Affairs spoke as if it were true.

Eleanor Winslow said with a blank expression: "To be honest, I haven’t gotten my lawyer’s license yet."

The Director of Legal Affairs was surprised: "Really? I couldn’t tell at all! Aethelgard University truly deserves to be the best school in the country!"

Eleanor Winslow: "..."

Pure flattery!

"Eleanor, I hope the person reporting work to me next time will still be you." Adrian Grant’s attitude was very assertive, "I will communicate this intention to your partners."

The smile on Eleanor Winslow’s face couldn’t be maintained; she placed her notebook on the table, unable to suppress her anger: "President Grant, can I get a reasonable explanation?"

"Other people—" Adrian Grant slowly accentuated a word, "ugly."

"? You’re simply unreasonable!"

Adrian Grant calmly accepted the evaluation, and asked Eleanor Winslow back: "You just found out?"

The Director of Legal Affairs looked at his boss and this intern from the client party in horror.

Where are there ugly people in the lawyer team?

Clearly, everyone is handsome and beautiful!

No, wait, you think President Grant is unreasonable?

President Grant replied with ’You just found out’?

No, boss, you two... you... you and her... huh?

The Director of Legal Affairs felt like he had discovered some shocking secret.

But that’s not right!

Isn’t President Grant supposed to be with Mia Winslow?

The man sitting in the boss chair was calm with victory assured, a posture typical of those in power.

Eleanor Winslow got angrier the more she looked, the angrier she got the more she thought, turned to the Director of Legal Affairs and asked: "President Thompson, I have something I’d like to talk to President Grant alone about, is that convenient?"

Director of Legal Affairs: "?"

The Director of Legal Affairs was full of question marks.

What do you need to discuss alone with President Grant? How have you progressed this fast? No, didn’t Mia Winslow just leave?

The Director of Legal Affairs looked at his boss tremblingly, and seeing Adrian Grant nod, he slipped away, giving Eleanor Winslow a look of ’Wow! When did you hook up?’ before he left.

"Adrian Grant, what exactly do you mean?" Eleanor Winslow took a deep breath, trying to keep her emotions calm.

"Not pretending not to know each other anymore?" Adrian Grant asked.

Eleanor Winslow sneered, "President Thompson probably thinks I’m your new lover."

Adrian Grant frowned slightly.

Where would he have any lovers?

"That’s not important." Eleanor Winslow rested her hands on the wide CEO desk, relying on standing while Adrian Grant was sitting, looking down on him from above.

"President Grant, when is your personal lawyer available to discuss divorce with me? It’s better to seize the moment. Why not today?"

"He’s in Europe, unavailable." Adrian Grant’s tone was very calm, as if dealing with an unreasonable child, "Zia Winslow, what’s making you angry?"

"Am I angry?" Eleanor Winslow laughed from anger, "My husband is ambiguous with another woman, yet holding on to me unwilling to divorce, shouldn’t I be angry? President Grant, to be honest, I’m really in a hurry to divorce!"

Adrian Grant’s face turned cold at Eleanor Winslow’s last sentence.

Revealing the cold and strong character of a person in power, devoid of hypocritical politeness.

He stood up, instantly looking down at Eleanor Winslow: "What’s the matter, your little playboy can’t wait any longer?"