Chapter 443

The Sinclair family had already been informed about Velotra's recent developments. With Isabella's remarkable career achievements, both Charles and Margaret were overflowing with pride for her. To commemorate this milestone, they arranged a celebratory luncheon at The Grandeur for Saturday afternoon. As Charles' luxury sedan approached the restaurant entrance, another vehicle suddenly swerved into their path from the opposite direction.

The reckless driver had clearly failed to maintain proper speed control, making them technically at fault. Though Charles had the right of way as the leading vehicle, he initially chose not to escalate the situation. However, when the other car aggressively attempted to cut them off, his patience wore thin. With a stern expression, he lowered his window to address the offending driver. Simultaneously, the other driver rolled down their window - equally convinced of their own righteousness. The moment recognition dawned, Charles' face turned to stone.

Reginald Kensington hadn't anticipated encountering the Sinclair family. All the indignant words he'd prepared evaporated instantly. In the passenger seat sat Eleanor, while the backseat contained Diana and Beatrice Kensington. Their collective shock mirrored his own at this improbable coincidence. Without waiting for Reginald's response, Charles decisively accelerated into the parking garage. What had been a joyful anticipation of celebration now carried a bitter aftertaste.

Margaret's cheerful demeanor darkened immediately upon recognizing the Kensington family. Isabella gently squeezed her grandmother's arm, offering silent reassurance. Remembering how her granddaughter's health had flourished and career had skyrocketed, Margaret found solace. She resolved not to let past grievances overshadow present blessings, gradually regaining her composure. After parking, the Sinclair family entered the restaurant with heads held high.

While Margaret's emotional recovery preserved their celebratory mood, the same couldn't be said for the Kensington and Pembroke families. Watching the Sinclairs walk away, Victoria, Diana, and even Beatrice wore expressions of barely concealed resentment. Velotra's success story had reached them all. Despite Alexander Whitmore's intervention stabilizing InnovaTech's direction, their previous investments had become worthless overnight.

More troubling still, InnovaTech's future remained precarious even with its new trajectory. What truly unsettled Diana and Beatrice was Velotra's press conference, where Isabella had publicly claimed credit for their technological breakthroughs, with Jonathan Sterling himself confirming all collaborative innovations originated solely from her. If true, Isabella's current valuation could easily surpass hundreds of billions. But how could that possibly be?

Did Isabella Sinclair truly possess such extraordinary technical genius? Could Nathaniel Graves possibly have no involvement? Was it conceivable she'd developed everything independently yet dared claim full credit? These troubling thoughts further soured the Kensington-Pembroke gathering, particularly for Victoria. Clenching her fists, she coolly suggested, "Shall we proceed inside?"

Snapped from their collective brooding, the group followed her lead. Over an hour later, as they prepared to depart, elevator chatter caught their attention. "Nathaniel remains unattended. Should you encounter suitable candidates, do keep him in mind." "Naturally, my dear. After all these years of friendship, you needn't remind me! Any promising matches will certainly be brought to his attention."

Victoria glanced up to recognize Melissa Graves, Nathaniel's mother, entering the elevator unnoticed. Eleanor and Diana, having met her previously, exchanged knowing glances at her words. Diana permitted herself a small, satisfied smile. Suddenly, Victoria understood her grandmother's quiet amusement.

If Velotra's technological marvels genuinely originated from Isabella, her current valuation might indeed reach astronomical figures. More significantly, such talent suggested limitless future potential - she might well develop groundbreaking new technologies. Essentially, if Isabella possessed these capabilities, she represented a veritable goldmine.

With such extraordinary skills and value, even elite families would overlook her divorced status. This made Melissa's continued search for alternative matches particularly telling. The conclusion became inescapable - Isabella's claimed "technological achievements" must contain substantial exaggeration. They couldn't possibly be entirely her own work.