Chapter 292

"Atticus, there's no need to rush. After all, they are in our hands. We will find out the truth from back then." Kian said reassuringly over the phone.

But a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Since Harper and Indigo were scheming against each other, pushing each other into the position of a suspect.

What if he let Indigo hear what Harper had said? He wondered what his reaction would be.

"Yes, I understand. Be careful on your end and call me if you find any clues."

"Okay, Atticus."

They both hung up the phone at the same time. Atticus turned around and saw Isabella standing behind him with a disappointed look on her face.

He walked over and patted her shoulder, "Isabella, I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, the truth will come out one day."

Isabella pressed her lips together and nodded silently.

She trusted Atticus. She was just feeling a bit down at the moment.

She had been waiting for this day for too long. Every time she got close to the truth, she couldn't help but get nervous, only to end up disappointed.

She had gotten used to it.

However, she would not give up investigating this matter.

Neither Harper nor Indigo would get away.

After handing over the matter of Harper and Violet to Atticus, Isabella went to the backyard to chat with Daniel to lift her spirits.

Meanwhile, Atticus gave a direct order.

The Wilson Family bodyguards stationed at the foot of the mountain received the call and immediately rushed into the house where Violet was.

One group controlled the people outside, while another group went in and tied up Harper and Violet.

In the evening, Isabella, feeling down, took a car back to the villa at Whispering Pines Estates.

She looked at the scenery outside, her thoughts drifting far away.

She had thought that catching Harper would reveal the cause of Grace's death, but now it seemed everything was at a standstill again.

Even Kian couldn't find any clues.

How could she be at ease?

Just as she lowered the car window in frustration, a white luxury car drove past her on the left.

The other person also lowered their window, took off their sunglasses, revealing a handsome young face.

"Isabella, what a coincidence?"

The man smiled and greeted her. It was her friend Emilio, whom she had specially invited to manage the company.

Seeing him, Isabella was also surprised, "Emilio!"

They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and it was such a coincidence to meet on the road. Isabella immediately asked the driver to pull over.

Since they had met, they naturally had to have a good chat.

After all, she wouldn't be able to sleep with her current mood, so it was better to find someone to talk to.

Emilio had the same thought. Since he took over as vice president of the company, he hadn't seen Isabella much.

He was either busy with work or socializing. Except for some time in the evening, he felt his time was filled with work.

But being busy with work had its benefits. If it weren't for getting off work at this time, he wouldn't have coincidentally met Isabella on the road.

They hit it off and found a nice restaurant nearby to go in.

Isabella was also hungry, so she told Cinda on the phone not to prepare her dinner.

The waiter led them to a window seat. Emilio gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Isabella and noticed her slightly bulging belly.

His eyes darkened.

He quietly sat across from Isabella, forcing a smile, "Isabella, since I joined the Wilson Group, we haven't had much time to meet. How have you been?"

Isabella considered Emilio a friend, and since he was the vice president she had invited to manage the company, she naturally didn't hide anything from him.

"I've been okay these days, just a bit bored. After all, there are many things to be careful about in the first three months of pregnancy, so I can't go anywhere and have to stay at home."

"But today is really a coincidence. I didn't expect to run into you here. It's a big surprise."

A smile appeared on Isabella's face.

She had always wanted to go to the company, but Atticus wouldn't allow it, saying that work would distract and tire her.

It had been tough for Emilio during this time.

He was managing everything in the company, and she was very grateful to him.

But at this moment, Emilio was stunned when Isabella mentioned "pregnancy."

She was pregnant with someone else's child?

It was Michael's.

Of course, she liked Michael so much, it was normal for her to be pregnant with his child, especially since they hadn't really divorced.

But he still couldn't help but ask, "Isabella, weren't you and Michael getting a divorce? With this child, are you two getting back together?"

Emilio didn't reveal their relationship, asking indirectly.

But Isabella didn't find it embarrassing. She had no intention of continuing with Michael.

"No! We're not getting back together. This child is mine alone and won't have anything to do with anyone else. I will raise him independently."

Emilio was stunned, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Isabella knew what he was curious about, so she explained, "Actually, you know my situation. None of my five uncles are willing to start a family. Since I got married, my grandfather has been urging me to have a child. He always wanted a child to be born into the Wilson Family. Since my uncles are unwilling, this hope fell on me."

She didn't make it too clear.

With Emilio's intelligence, he should understand what she meant.

"Besides, the Wilson Family's power and wealth are not inferior to the Brown Family. We have the ability to raise a child, so my divorce from Michael is not a problem."

She had no intention of continuing to entangle with Michael.

He had Violet by his side, so why should she get involved again?

"I see."

Emilio nodded, understanding Isabella's decision, but also feeling sorry for her future.

"Isabella, raising a child is not as simple as you think. I know the Wilson Family has the ability, but without a complete family and fatherly love, will the child..."

"Will the child become withdrawn, introverted, and ruin his entire life?"

A deep, sarcastic voice finished Emilio's sentence.

A tall figure appeared in front of them, sneering, "Emilio, were you planning to take over as the child's father and be with Isabella openly?"

They all wanted to take his Isabella.

Did they even consider if they were worthy?

He was the child's real father, and he was still here. These people dared to have such thoughts, truly calculating.

Seeing Michael's extremely gloomy face right in front of her, Isabella's eyes darkened.

"Michael, are you so idle that you find it interesting to eavesdrop on our conversations?"