The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 325 He Sure Knows How to Pique Her Interests

If Natalie were to name one thing she was most passionate about and hoped to accomplish, it would be to find all the medicinal ingredients in Federrick's sketchbook.

Marcus really did pique her curiosity by telling her about Lethal Vermillion.

But what sparked Natalie's curiosity the most was the fact that Marcus knew it was one of the medicinal ingredients in her sketchbook.

She hadn't shown anyone the sketchbook her mentor had left her, not even Connie.

"Did you go through my sketchbook, Marcus?"

Natalie cautiously eyed the man before her. She had always kept the sketchbook safely tucked away, and she hardly ever flipped through it. Did she let Marcus read it when she was staying at Holden Residence?

"I have the same one in The Book Sanctum in my house," Marcus replied. "There was this one time when you were having coffee on the balcony, and I spotted it from below. Since they have the same cover, I assumed they have the same content.

"And I just happened to come across this medicinal ingredient by chance, so I took a photo of it. But I'm not a professional, and I'm not sure how to harvest it in a way that preserves its full value, so I just let it continue growing in its original spot."

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Marcus' lips. "Nat, do you want to visit The Book Sanctum in Holden Residence? You might find some books that catch your interest there."

Upon hearing what Marcus had just said, Natalie's heart skipped a beat. She had stayed at Holden Residence for some time, and she entered Charles' study room before, yet she had never heard of The Book Sanctum.

The Book Sanctum-it sounded far beyond a simple study.

She nodded. "Sure, bring me there then."

After pondering for a moment, Natalie finally decided to visit The Book Sanctum. She wanted to see if the sketchbook Marcus had mentioned was the same sketchbook she had.

Federrick had never told her there were multiple copies of the sketchbook, after all.

"Let's go to The Book Sanctum first."

"Okay. This way, please."

Marcus sounded so polite and gentle. His typically frosty face had softened, like snow melting away, leaving only warmth and tenderness behind.

It sent a chill down Natalie's spine. She suddenly had the urge to slap Marcus across his face, making him kneel before her in his suit and calling her "Mommy".

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Natalie forced herself to calm down. That kind of thought? Absolutely not!

and Marcus were ex-fiancé and fiancée, and there

"What's wrong, Nat?"

noticed Natalie had stopped walking, he turned

stop calling me 'Nat,' Marcus? I don't think

hint of frustration behind Natalie's otherwise cold expression. They should really

there's no need for you to do anything out of gratitude. Let's

treated Sophia, you'll see just how much I care for my lifesaver. I can't let

tell me, Nat, do you want

with a smirk, he added, "The sketchbook as well. Do you want to see it? It actually has a

loss for words. As much as she hated

"Let's go."

she strode forward, she sent Mason a few texts. The latter was still

told Natalie that Sky couldn't bear to see her suffer, so Sky made sure she

be helped; Emma was hurt by Flash, which was just

was Natalie's doing, even with all the evidence-until his cellmates gave him a brutal wake-up

Mason put

boss inside. When the

actually hurt him!"

screamed, cried, and begged

the world. But after

dying-just a little

burst out laughing when she heard Mason tell her all this. Besides, Mason also mentioned that Lincoln, Hector, and Timothy "did the same thing" to Gabriel, just like how Sky took care

right away that someone was taking care of Gabriel in

bitten by its own

whining

that

Emma probably wouldn't be stuck in the enforcement office for long. Thus, Mason

biological parents,

the door

family as quickly

the truth of what had happened back then probably wouldn't be

was only natural for the biological sister, who returned later, to not match

Emma.

few buddies, meet up with Sky that evening, and give him a few punches to vent his