Chapter 180
Nolan sighed softly after listening.
"Isabella, with your qualities, you don't need to compromise yourself like this. Since you've decided to divorce him, stop paying attention to his matters and let yourself go, okay?"
His voice carried a hint of heartache, but if you listened closely, there was also a touch of persuasion.
"Nolan, I really can't let go!"
"I've liked him for so many years, but he has no feelings for me at all. First, there was Bianca occupying his heart. Finally, Bianca left, and now there's another Violet. How can I bear this?"
Perhaps she was truly unwilling to accept it, and a wave of bitterness surged in Isabella's heart.
Her eyes instantly turned red.
Isabella's call of "Nolan" softened Nolan's heart.
"I don't know much about her information, only that she has a good background and her family is very influential locally. But they are very secretive and don't easily let outsiders get close."
Nolan only said this much, but Isabella's mood became even heavier.
Nolan seemed to have told her everything he knew, but in reality, it wasn't much help to her.
"Then, Nolan, have you ever met her relatives abroad?"
Isabella changed her approach.
Since she suspected that the person who went to the hospital to see Harper was Violet, she increasingly felt that Violet was Bianca, who had been sent to Auroria.
But if what Nolan said was true, that Violet had a powerful family background behind her, then the probability of her being Bianca was very low.
After all, Bianca's parents were only Indigo and Harper. Where would she have relatives abroad?
Nolan's eyes tightened, and a flash of brilliance passed through his deep gaze.
Facing Isabella's expectant eyes, he gently shook his head.
"I haven't met her relatives. As for her background, it was mentioned when the school filled out the records."
Hearing this answer, Isabella secretly made a comparison.
If Nolan had indeed met Violet's family, she would have dismissed her suspicions.
But since even Nolan hadn't met her family, it indicated that Violet was indeed suspicious.
As for how she managed to transform from Bianca into another person in such a short time and return to the country, Isabella had no idea.
However, with her intuition and familiarity with Bianca, she dared to bet that Violet was Bianca.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
At this moment, Nolan said, "Isabella, it's getting late. Let's go back."
Isabella snapped out of her thoughts, met Nolan's gentle and bright eyes, and smiled, nodding, "Okay."
As they passed by the teaching building, it happened to be the one she had just visited to find Violet.
A tall figure stood by the window, clearly seeing the two figures downstairs.
Michael's eyes quickly filled with anger.
One was his wife Isabella, who had slept in his arms last night, and the other was his injured brother Nolan. The two of them looked so happy together that anyone would think they were a perfect match.
He knew it. Isabella came here for only one reason, and that was to find Nolan!
"Mr. Brown, how was it? Did I play well?"
After finishing a piece, Violet got up and softly asked when she saw Michael staring out the window in a daze.
Michael turned around, and the emotions in his eyes changed so quickly that it was as if nothing had happened.
He raised an eyebrow and looked at Violet with a deep expression, "Ms. Cooper, your piano playing is naturally excellent. It can make people unconsciously get lost in it, unable to extricate themselves."
Michael's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of teasing.
Just hearing these compliments made Violet's heart flutter, and her face turned red.
She was completely unaware that Michael's gaze had already changed.
On the other side.
In the music classroom, Isabella was invited by Michael to perform a classic piece on stage.
When she finished, the audience erupted in applause.
Everyone was impressed by Isabella's playing skills and talent.
Nolan was the most supportive. After class, Isabella pushed Nolan out and couldn't help but laugh.
"Nolan, the students in class haven't seen me play the piano before, but why were you also joining in the fun?"
"Because in my heart, Isabella is the best piano master. No one can shake your position."
Nolan said proudly.
Outsiders only saw her superb skills, but he had deeply engraved the unique scenery of her playing the piano in his heart.
No one else could understand her thoughts at that moment.
"Nolan, you're the only one in the world who praises me like this. I just know a few more techniques. I'm not as great as you say."
Isabella shook her head with a smile.
It seemed that only Nolan would affirm her musical talent like this.
If it were Michael, who knows what he would say about her?
After all, he liked the way Bianca played the piano for him.
As for her style, he didn't care at all.
When they reached the first floor, Isabella's phone suddenly rang.
Seeing the number, she didn't even think about it and directly hung up.
Michael?
Wasn't he busy dating Violet? Why was he calling now?
The next second, the phone rang again.
Isabella was a bit angry and directly turned off her phone.
Nolan, who was watching, thought Isabella didn't want to answer the phone in front of him but was curious about who was calling her.
So he asked, "Isabella, why didn't you answer the phone? Is it inconvenient?"
Isabella had already put her turned-off phone in her bag and casually replied, "It's a spam call, no need to answer!"
Nolan nodded in relief.
He looked at Isabella standing in front of him and thought for a moment before asking, "Isabella, I don't have any classes this afternoon. Do you want to come to my place for a visit?"
After saying that, he worried that his words might offend her and quickly added, "If you don't have time, it's okay. No pressure."
"Sure, Nolan. I haven't been to your place since you moved here."
Isabella didn't want to go home anyway!
Having a place to go was naturally better.
Meanwhile, Michael, who had been hung up on twice, was listening to the voicemail saying "the person you are calling has turned off their phone," and was so angry that he almost threw his phone.
He sat on the couch, his face darkening with anger.
It was already afternoon, and Isabella still hadn't come back.
Did she really enjoy spending time with Nolan so much, chatting from noon to afternoon?
What could they have so much to talk about?
Michael took a deep breath, forcing himself not to care. After all, Isabella had promised Daniel that she would have a child with him.
She couldn't possibly not come back.
Unfortunately, Michael underestimated Isabella's determination this time and also underestimated Nolan's place in Isabella's heart.
He waited from 3 PM to 6 PM, and it was already dark outside.
Isabella still hadn't come back!
When he called, it was still the cold message saying the phone was off.
Michael was furious, his hand shaking as he picked up the phone, unable to bear it any longer.
He drove straight to Nolan's place.