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."

away and nodded slightly. "Grandma Grace, I'm with Nattie now. I'm

said, smiling slightly. "Are you

wide. "Happy? Of course, I'm overjoyed! I always hoped

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

as if she couldn't comprehend what he had

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

voice carried a chilling edge, and his sharp, hawk-like gaze bore into Grace, leaving no room for escape. "And the shares you gave Natalie—was that truly

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

for Nattie as a wedding gift..."

bank'? Who's using my Nattie as a blood bank?

of control. Her sudden outburst startled Natalie, who

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

then turned to

childhood memories. I'm not

"Really?"

believe him, but Marcus's detached demeanor made

an eyebrow. "Ms. Walker, are you

was test

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 boyfriend now, and

Natalie quickly pulled

Nattie's boyfriend,"

like a bottomless

tone, Grace shrank back, hiding behind Natalie. "Nattie,

what he had said to make her grandmother so fearful. Grace had always

was ironic. Even with the mental capacity of a six-year-old, Grace could still recognize that the idea of being used as

was far from

Natalie asked