Deceiving Her Ears: Ignoring Your Call-Chapter 189: A Young Man Sits Across from Her

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: A Young Man Sits Across from Her

Before Jordan Rivers could tell Isaac Vaughn that Natalie had called out his name in her nightmare, his phone was taken away.

Natalie grabbed the phone and ended the call with Isaac Vaughn without hesitation.

"Sis..."

Seeing her expression, Jordan Rivers instinctively felt like he’d done something wrong.

"Sis, I’m sorry."

"Go to sleep."

Natalie tossed the phone onto the nightstand and turned over to lie down.

Hospital.

Isaac Vaughn put down the phone that had just been hung up on him, guessing that Jordan Rivers had called him behind Natalie’s back and got caught.

And even if he called back, she probably wouldn’t answer anyway.

——

Beckett Group.

The morning meeting was over.

Matthew Beckett came to Natalie Kendall’s office and sat down on the couch.

"Nat, it’s not convenient for your mom to stay at your place all the time. Haven’t you two never really gotten along? Let her go back home. I’ve talked to your brother."

"After all, we’ve been married for many years. No matter what, there’s still some bond there. As long as she behaves herself from now on, I won’t make things difficult for her. So many years have gone by; we can just carry on as usual."

He really knew how to say the right things, making himself sound so magnanimous.

Natalie couldn’t help but mock him in her heart.

"If there’s no problem, take her home after work today."

With that, Matthew stood up as though about to leave.

But Natalie spoke up: "It’s not inconvenient at all."

On hearing this, Matthew’s face darkened.

Clearly, she didn’t want to send her mother back.

He looked at Natalie, his smile forced and cold: "Oh? From the looks of it, you and your mother have really buried the hatchet?"

Natalie simply replied in a flat tone: "She’s doing just fine living with me."

Matthew scoffed, his voice frosty: "Fine. Then let your mom stay at your place a few more days. You two mother and daughter can bond more."

He finished and strode toward the door, pulling it open and leaving without another word.

Outside, his assistant hurried over to close the door behind him.

Behind the desk, Natalie kept a blank expression, picked up the document at hand, and started leafing through it, as if nothing at all had happened.

——

One week later.

Isaac Vaughn was discharged from the hospital.

The Vaughn family already knew about his divorce from Natalie and that he had resigned from Beckett Group.

Ansel Vaughn’s suggestion was for him to work at the Vaughn Group.

But Vanessa Grant felt for him: "Isaac just got out of the hospital, let him recover a bit longer before worrying about that."

So Ansel looked at Isaac: "What do you want to do?"

Before, he hadn’t wanted to go to the Vaughn Group and chose Beckett Group instead, letting everyone in Janton mutter behind his back that he was living off a woman.

Now, Ansel wanted to see if he’d changed his mind.

Isaac sat on the sofa; his old clothes now looked loose on him.

He’d lost a lot of weight, his features seeming even sharper than before.

His slender hand rested on the armrest, tapping twice before he spoke: "I want to go—to the Grant Group."

As soon as he finished, Old Mr. Grant, in his wheelchair, was both shocked and delighted.

Moments earlier, Old Mr. Grant hadn’t dared to speak up.

He hadn’t expected this at all.

Isaac’s decision surprised both Ansel Vaughn and Vanessa Grant.

Vanessa grabbed his arm: "Baby, are you sure?"

The Grant Group was really on shaky ground now; it belonged to her family. Privately, she didn’t want to see it collapse.

But turning things around would take an enormous amount of effort.

And she worried about her son.

If he joined the Vaughn Group, he wouldn’t need to worry about anything at all.

"Yeah." Isaac gave his mother’s hand a reassuring squeeze and looked over at Old Mr. Grant. "I’ll go to the Grant Group."

——

One month later.

After one business dinner, Isaac hurried to the next.

He’d just entered the restaurant and was heading for the private rooms when he suddenly paused.

He turned and saw a familiar figure from behind.

Sitting across from her was a young man.