Chapter 256

Nathaniel massaged his throbbing temples, his eyelids heavy with exhaustion. I knew you hadn't slept either!

I'm going down for breakfast now. We'll talk soon?

Despite his fatigue, Nathaniel sat slumped in his chair like a ragdoll, yet his voice crackled with energy. Talk? Absolutely, we must discuss this immediately!

Inspiration was a fickle mistress—it demanded to be captured in the moment.

Fine.

Just as Isabella finished her breakfast and reached for her phone to video call Nathaniel, Jonathan's call interrupted.

I just heard from Alexander's lawyer. The property deeds for the three villas transferred to you are ready. I'll collect them later today.

When would be convenient for you? If you're occupied, I can deliver them at your preferred time.

Isabella had nearly forgotten about this matter. Her mind was preoccupied elsewhere.

Hearing Jonathan's words, she responded, Thank you, Mr. Blackwood. I appreciate your help.

After hanging up, she and Nathaniel dove straight into work. They labored relentlessly until noon, their minds nearly fried from overexertion, before finally pausing for respite.

Isabella's last visit to Eleanor had been the previous Sunday. She and Margaret had planned another afternoon visit.

However, after pulling an all-nighter without sleep, Isabella suggested over lunch they postpone until evening.

Seeing her exhaustion, Margaret agreed. Very well, we'll go after dinner.

Isabella took a nap and didn't stir until nearly 6:00 pm.

After their evening meal, she and Margaret set off for the hospital.

Upon arrival, Alexander was absent.

They spent nearly two hours with Eleanor. As they prepared to leave, Alexander returned.

He showed no surprise at their presence, as if anticipating their visit.

Noticing their departure preparations, he said courteously, Thank you for visiting Grandmother.

Neither Isabella nor Margaret acknowledged him.

Alexander pressed the elevator button for them, then asked Isabella, Have you received the property deeds?

Not yet.

Stepping into the elevator, Isabella turned to him. No need to escort us. Go back inside.

Alexander hesitated but didn't insist. Nor did he press about the deeds, as if mentioning them had merely been an excuse for conversation.

When the elevator doors closed, Margaret finally asked, What property deeds?

He transferred some properties to me as part of the divorce settlement.

Margaret nodded. Since he gave them to you, keep them.

I intend to.

+26 MONILIS

By their return home, Jonathan had already arrived. His visit was brief, departing shortly after.

Isabella took the property deeds to her room, carelessly tucking them into a cabinet before showering. After an exhausting day and severe sleep deprivation, she fell asleep almost immediately after bathing.

The next morning, Isabella went for her usual run, ate breakfast, then left for work.

As she approached the YodaVision office building's underground parking entrance, she noticed a car with its window down.

Julian sat inside.

She frowned. Why was he here so early?

To her recollection, no meetings between YodaVision and Julian were scheduled today.