The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 129 What He Talked About with Grace

Natalie couldn't ignore Marcus' intense gaze. She walked over to him with a frown. "Mr. Holden—" "Natalie," Marcus interrupted her. His eyes silently reminded her of their current roles.

He was her boyfriend now, and "Mr. Holden" wasn't an appropriate address.

Natalie reacted quickly and immediately corrected herself, "Marcus."

Marcus responded smoothly with a hum.

Though the new dynamic felt unnatural, Natalie knew she had to play along. Since Marcus had agreed to help, she couldn't let the opportunity slip away.

"Why are you staring at my grandmother like that?" she asked, her tone curious.

"I'd like to chat with her. Would that be alright?" Marcus replied, his lips curling into a smile that carried a hint of warmth and indulgence.

"Nattie, why don't you pick out a few outfits for Grandma? I'll keep her company," he added casually.

Natalie found his suggestion odd, but Marcus guided her toward the sales assistant before she could respond. "Show my girlfriend around," Marcus instructed.

"Of course, sir," the sales assistant replied enthusiastically, unaware that Natalie was actually the owner of the Nouvelle Zara brand.

As the assistant led Natalie away to browse the latest designs, Marcus made his way to Grace. He sat beside her and said, "Grandma Grace, do you remember me? I'm Marcus. My grandfather was your godbrother— Charles Holden. Does that ring a bell?"

Taking out his phone, Marcus displayed a picture of his grandfather.

Grace squinted at the screen, then burst into hearty laughter, clapping her hands in delight. "Oh, yes! I remember! That's my godbrother-Charles! This was him when he was young. Charles was so handsome back then. You look a lot like him."

nodded slightly. "Grandma Grace, I'm with Nattie now. I'm her boyfriend." "Really? Nattie

true," Marcus said, smiling slightly. "Are you

I'm overjoyed! I always hoped

been the one to cherish and shield her," Marcus said, becoming more

froze, her expression blank as if she couldn't comprehend

little of her own

a chilling edge, and his sharp, hawk-like gaze bore into Grace, leaving no room for escape. "And the shares

staring blankly as Marcus's piercing gaze stayed locked on her, scrutinizing every

shares are for Nattie as a wedding gift..." Grace

her expression twisting with fear. "What do you mean by 'blood bank'? Who's using my Nattie as a blood bank? I'll fight them to

Her sudden outburst startled Natalie, who rushed over upon hearing the

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

Grace and then turned to Marcus. "What did you

childhood memories. I'm not sure why

"Really?"

him, but Marcus's detached demeanor made it

eyebrow. "Ms. Walker, are you

did was test Grace,

stole her breath away. "Grandma, it's okay. I'm here. I'm fine; don't worry," Natalie reassured her, gently holding her. "I've grown up. I can take care of myself now. Besides, I have

down, Natalie quickly

Nattie's boyfriend,"

eyes were like a bottomless

his composed tone, Grace shrank back, hiding behind

confusion. She looked at Marcus, silently questioning what he had said to make her grandmother so fearful. Grace had always been completely fond

ironic. Even with the mental capacity of a six-year-old, Grace could still recognize that the idea of being used as a "blood bank" was terrifying. She knew it was

was younger, Grace was far from having the mentality of a

asked softly, guiding