Chapter 357

No. This couldn't be happening.

Nathaniel found himself oddly amused. Why was he even comparing Harrison to the elegant, accomplished founder of Vitalis Health?

"Mr. Falcon, could you give me a ride?"

Just minutes ago, Harrison had stood beside his car, flashing that infuriatingly confident smile.

Nathaniel smirked. She had her own car, yet she'd deliberately asked him—just to provoke Isabella.

And to needle him, of course.

This woman was growing bolder by the day.

Isabella, Penelope, and Victoria climbed into the car. Isabella took the passenger seat while the other two settled in the back. Nathaniel pressed the accelerator, and the Rolls-Royce Phantom glided onto the road.

Isabella couldn't process it. Harrison, driving the same model as Nathaniel? Who was she to afford a Rolls-Royce?

"Did Harrison spend your money again, Mr. Falcon?" Victoria asked.

Penelope immediately added, "Mr. Falcon, when you divorced her, did you give her a fortune? How else could she afford this?"

Nathaniel's hand, adorned with a platinum watch, rested on the steering wheel. His gaze remained fixed ahead. He didn't answer.

Isabella understood. He wouldn't discuss what he'd given Harrison during the divorce.

Nathaniel was generous—that much was clear. He'd obviously handed over a staggering sum. Isabella hadn't cared before, but now? The thought of Harrison behind the wheel of a Rolls-Royce made her blood boil.

But if Nathaniel refused to talk about it, pushing would be pointless.

Suppressing her fury, Isabella forced a smile. "Nathaniel, I heard you moved to The Regal Estates. I'd love to see it."

Penelope perked up. "I've heard each unit costs over ten million! I'd love a tour!"

Nathaniel didn't object. The luxury car turned toward The Regal Estates.

Thirty minutes later, the Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled into the estate. Isabella stepped out, breathless. "This place is incredible!"

Penelope and Victoria gaped at the opulence around them.

Then—another Rolls-Royce sped up and screeched to a halt. The driver's door swung open, and Harrison stepped out.

Harrison.

She'd driven here too.

Isabella froze. "What are you doing here?"

Harrison looked equally surprised to see them, but the address on the deed was clear. This was her new home.

"Pathetic. You followed us from the hospital? How did you even know Mr. Falcon lived here?" Penelope sneered.

Nathaniel lived here? The property Samuel had arranged for her was also in The Regal Estates.

Harrison shrugged. "Funny coincidence. I live here too."

Victoria burst out laughing. "Stop pretending! This is The Regal Estates! There's no way you belong here!"

Harrison didn't bother responding. She stepped into the elevator.

Nathaniel watched her, then followed.

Penelope whispered to Isabella and Victoria, "Let's go. If she claims she lives here, let's see where. When she's exposed, it'll be humiliating!"

"Perfect."

The elevator reached the ninth floor. Harrison stepped out. Nathaniel followed. The Regal Estates had only two units per floor.

Now, both of them had exited on the same level.

Penelope smirked. "Caught you! There are only two units here. Don't tell me one is yours—that you and Mr. Falcon are neighbors!"