The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 596

Chapter 596 The Heartache She Feels

Natalie walked into the Holden Group building, carrying several bags. She hadn't yet reached the elevators when Ethan got out of one and came jogging toward

her.

"You're here, Mrs. Holden. Let me carry those for you," he said, quickly stepping forward to take the bags from her hands.

"Ethan, how did you know I was coming? You got here pretty fast. Can you read minds now?" Natalie raised an eyebrow.

Ethan laughed and replied respectfully, "Not at all, Mrs. Holden. Mr. Marcus is in his office. I'll take you up."

"Did Marcus know I was coming?" Natalie asked. She still found his timing a bit too perfect.

"No, it was Mr. Timothy who told me to come down and meet you."

"Oh, it was Timothy." That explained it. Natalie nodded. "Alright. Lead the way then."

"Please, right this way."

Ethan took her into the private executive elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

After a brief silence, he smiled and said, "Congratulations to you and Mr. Marcus. I wish you a lifetime of love, happiness, and adorable children."

Natalie gave a small smile. Ethan seemed a bit more talkative than usual today.

Soon, the elevator reached the top floor. Ethan carried the bags into the president's office and grabbed Elijah as he passed by.

come help me with

"Alright, alright."

to greet her. "Mrs. Holden, Mr. Marcus is in the rest room. You'll see him as soon as you

say more, Ethan quickly clamped a hand over his mouth and dragged him out of the

picked up the bags from the

been drawn, though not completely. Slivers of sunlight slipped through the gaps and illuminated the sleeping man

conditioning was set to sleep mode. Marcus lay on the bed, breathing evenly, his sleeping posture neat

the bags on the coffee table, then quietly

long lashes casting soft shadows on his face. That was

that he hadn't slept at

brow furrowed slightly. She reached under the blanket and gently lifted his

faintest sound or shift in movement would wake him. But this time, even as she moved his

hadn't slept a wink the night before. He must have done something that

to wake him, not even for a meal. She carefully tucked his hand back under the blanket, stood up, and drew the curtains shut. Then

abundant natural light. His desk was large, and behind it stood a full wall of bookshelves. Many were filled with books, while the rest held files and folders in

in full gallop. The power and motion captured

office, all well- maintained and thriving,

at the Langley Group. There had been countless reports, endless

had Ethan, a highly capable assistant, and a

had many branches and operated globally. Even with help,

remotely. With his return and the upcoming wedding to prepare for, he had no choice but to finish a mountain of work in advance, which only added

she noticed one of the drawers hadn't been fully closed. Inside, a sheet

the type to pry. She never invaded other people's privacy. But the sketches were right in front of her, and at a

those smudges on Marcus' fingers have come from

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