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."

I'm with Nattie now. I'm her boyfriend." "Really? Nattie didn't tell me!" Grace

slightly. "Are you happy about

always hoped Nattie would marry you. Now that

to cherish and shield her," Marcus said, becoming more probing. "But if you love her so much, why did

expression blank as if she couldn't

Langleys so bankrupt that Mrs. Langley couldn't donate a little of her own blood? Did they

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

gaze stayed locked on her, scrutinizing every subtle change in her

as a wedding gift..." Grace

Who's using my Nattie as a blood bank? I'll fight them to the death!

spiraled out of control. Her sudden outburst startled Natalie, who rushed over upon hearing the

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

arms around the distressed Grace and then turned to Marcus.

about your childhood memories. I'm not sure why Grandma

"Really?"

demeanor made it obvious he wasn't in the

eyebrow. "Ms. Walker, are

was test Grace, nothing

"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 a

settled down, Natalie

Nattie's boyfriend," Marcus

were like a bottomless pit-calm, mysterious, yet

shrank back, hiding behind Natalie.

had said to make her grandmother so fearful. Grace had always been

a six-year-old, Grace could still recognize that the idea of being used as

far from having the mentality of a

are you afraid of Marcus?" Natalie asked softly, guiding