Chapter 275

Nathaniel's stern expression softened slightly.

Rosalind held up the designer bag with a satisfied smile. "I adore this gift. To show my appreciation, I'd like to invite Isabella to the Whitmore estate tomorrow."

Hearing the invitation, Nathaniel gave a curt nod. "Fine."

Once he left, Harrison returned, slightly breathless. "Sorry I took so long."

Rosalind linked arms with her. "I was just about to go looking for you."

Harrison grinned. "Let's grab some food. I'm starving."

"Perfect. My treat," Rosalind offered.

Harrison immediately stopped her, pulling out a sleek black card with gold embossing. "Not a chance. Tonight, I'm paying." She waved the card triumphantly. "This is from Nathaniel—part of the divorce settlement. From now on, his money funds my fun."

Rosalind's eyes sparkled with approval. "That's the spirit! If you don't spend it, Isabella will."

Harrison studied the card thoughtfully. "How much do you think is on here?"

Rosalind smirked. "No idea. But I say we test it—tomorrow, let's buy a penthouse."

Harrison winked. "Think bigger. Let's get a private jet instead."

Nathaniel relayed Rosalind's invitation to Isabella, whose face lit up with excitement.

Arabella clapped her hands. "This is incredible! The Whitmore heiress loved your gift and invited you to their estate!"

Isabella hadn't expected such quick success. Winning over the Whitmore family's darling was a major victory. With their support, her future as Nathaniel's wife was practically secured.

Sebastian soon called Nathaniel away, leaving Isabella and Arabella alone.

"You should come with me tomorrow," Isabella said.

Arabella hesitated. "Are you sure? I'm not exactly family."

"Of course! Once we're all friends, we'll be inseparable."

Arabella beamed. "Sounds perfect!"

As they chatted, they spotted Harrison and Rosalind leaving the restaurant.

"Isn't that Rosalind? Since when does Harrison hang out with her?" Isabella sneered.

Arabella scoffed. "Well, Harrison can't compete with you. While you charm the Whitmores, she's stuck with that nobody."

Isabella covered her mouth, laughing. "They really do deserve each other."

Then Arabella leaned in. "Speaking of money—since you're marrying Nathaniel, you should get his supplementary card."

"His what?"

"It's linked to his main account. Unlimited access to the Falcon fortune."

Isabella's pulse quickened. She hadn't known about this, but now she wanted it.

"Why hasn't he offered it yet?" she mused.

Arabella smirked. "A man's money follows his heart. He'll give it to you without asking—just wait."

Isabella smiled smugly. "Exactly. I won't beg. He'll come to me."