Chapter 329 Marcus' Parents Found

Exquisite pastries and beautiful drinks always had a way of lifting one's mood, and Natalie was no exception.

She smiled faintly and picked up a piece of pastry with her fork, taking a small bite. A subtle jasmine flower fragrance lingered on her palate. It was clear that jasmine had been incorporated into the dessert.

After finishing the pastry, she took a sip of the orange-flavored sparkling water. As expected, her mood improved even further.

Marcus's way of repaying a favor was certainly thorough. If Sophia had leveraged his influence, she could have easily made herself stronger. Yet, Sophia hadn't.

Then again, Sophia herself had admitted that she had stolen the identity of his savior. All these years, she had lived in constant fear of being exposed.

Otherwise, Shane wouldn't have blackmailed her for so long.

At the thought of Shane, Natalie's expression turned cold.

Shane was Cindy's son, Emma's devoted lapdog, and a despicable human being.

Yet, such a scumbag was still working comfortably in the Walker family, earning a hefty salary. During the welcome party, the person who had secretly taken photos of her was most likely Shane.

Then, there was the listening device Noah found behind the umbrella tree.

All of it pointed to a malignant presence within the Walker family.

Just as Natalie was lost in thought, Marcus returned with the drawing materials. "Nat, here's the paper and pencils."

While Natalie was still lost in thought about the Walker family, Marcus returned with the art supplies.

"Why aren't you eating? Is it not to your liking?" he asked, glancing at the table.

Only a small piece of pastry was missing, and one of the sparkling beverages had been barely touched.

It was far less than he had expected her to consume.

"No, it's not that," Natalie said, taking the supplies from him. "I'll be here for quite a while. Is that okay?"

"Of course. Stay as long as you like."

"Alright."

"Help me clear some space on the table, then."

"Got it."

he personally moved things exactly as Natalie directed. Soon, half the table was cleared, and before she could say anything, he

need any help?"

an eyebrow. "Can you

it was a redundant question. These high-society heirs were all trained in music, chess, and

with this one," she said, handing

"Alright."

up a chair and sat across from Natalie. The sketchbook she gave him was the last of

first one, she started copying from the second,

hours, neither of

the occasional breeze. Sunlight streamed into the room, shifting gradually as

and

her work, bathed in soft,

a straight, dainty nose, and beautifully shaped lips that were slightly pursed in concentration. The sunlight illuminated her refined

trace of makeup, she

were fringed with long, thick lashes that fluttered occasionally,

her focused expression, she seemed

misunderstandings, or mistaken identities. Just the two of them,

together.

and the air seemed to flow with a sweet,

a task, she gave it her full attention.

copying

drawings in quick succession,

each one. When

ache, she gently

and shook it out.

a piece of pastry to her lips.

you. I can

distance, Natalie accepted the fork from his hand. Just as she finished the pastry, Marcus placed a glass of sparkling

a sip to refresh

"Thank you."

concentrated intensely, she tended to

to pick up her brush again when Marcus handed her a piece

same brand she had enjoyed while staying at Holden Residence-the one Lincoln had

"Thank you."

and took a bite before glancing at Marcus. "Let me see your

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