Chapter 256

Gabriel massaged his throbbing temples, his eyelids heavy with exhaustion. "I knew you hadn't slept either!"

"I'm going down for breakfast now. We'll talk soon?"

Despite his fatigue, Gabriel sat slumped in his chair like a ragdoll, yet his voice crackled with energy. "Talk? Absolutely, we must discuss this immediately!"

Inspiration was a fickle mistress—it demanded to be captured in the moment.

"Fine."

Just as Camille finished her breakfast and reached for her phone to video call Gabriel, Lucas's call interrupted.

"I just heard from Damien's lawyer. The property deeds for the three villas transferred to you are ready. I'll collect them later today."

"When would be convenient for you? If you're occupied, I can deliver them at your preferred time."

Camille had nearly forgotten about this matter. Her mind was preoccupied elsewhere.

Hearing Lucas's words, she responded, "Thank you, Mr. Vaughn. I appreciate your help."

After hanging up, she and Gabriel dove straight into work. They labored relentlessly until noon, their minds nearly fried from overexertion, before finally pausing for respite.

Camille's last visit to Helena had been the previous Sunday. She and Marianne had planned another afternoon visit.

However, after pulling an all-nighter without sleep, Camille suggested over lunch they postpone until evening.

Seeing her exhaustion, Marianne agreed. "Very well, we'll go after dinner."

Camille took a nap and didn't stir until nearly 6:00 pm.

After their evening meal, she and Marianne set off for the hospital.

Upon arrival, Damien was absent.

They spent nearly two hours with Helena. As they prepared to leave, Damien returned.

He showed no surprise at their presence, as if anticipating their visit.

Noticing their departure preparations, he said courteously, "Thank you for visiting Grandmother."

Neither Camille nor Marianne acknowledged him.

Damien pressed the elevator button for them, then asked Camille, "Have you received the property deeds?"

"Not yet."

Stepping into the elevator, Camille turned to him. "No need to escort us. Go back inside."

Damien hesitated but didn't insist. Nor did he press about the deeds, as if mentioning them had merely been an excuse for conversation.

When the elevator doors closed, Marianne finally asked, "What property deeds?"

"He transferred some properties to me as part of the divorce settlement."

Marianne nodded. "Since he gave them to you, keep them."

"I intend to."

By their return home, Lucas had already arrived. His visit was brief, departing shortly after.

Camille took the property deeds to her room, carelessly tucking them into a cabinet before showering. After an exhausting day and severe sleep deprivation, she fell asleep almost immediately after bathing.

The next morning, Camille went for her usual run, ate breakfast, then left for work.

As she approached the NovaSight Labs office building's underground parking entrance, she noticed a car with its window down.

Tristan sat inside.

She frowned. Why was he here so early?

To her recollection, no meetings between NovaSight Labs and Tristan were scheduled today.