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.

help me with

"Alright, alright."

Elijah made sure to greet her. "Mrs. Holden, Mr. Marcus is in the rest room. You'll see him as soon as you walk in. He hasn't eaten yet. He's been working

Elijah could say more, Ethan quickly clamped a hand over his mouth

the bags from the

drawn, though not completely. Slivers of sunlight slipped through the

sleep mode. Marcus lay on the

bags on the coffee table, then quietly sat down at the edge of

his face.

he hadn't slept at

and gently lifted his hand, noticing the tiny but dense pencil smudges on

in movement would wake him. But this time, even as

wink the night before. He

his hand back under the blanket, stood up, and drew the curtains shut. Then she quietly walked out of the private

desk was large, and behind it stood a full wall of bookshelves. Many were filled with books, while the rest

the opposite wall hung a massive painting of wild horses in full gallop. The power and motion captured in the image made

plants in the corners of the office, all well- maintained and thriving, likely thanks to a

her brought back memories of her days at the Langley Group. There had been countless reports, endless market

once did. He had Ethan, a highly capable assistant,

operated globally. Even with help, his workload

his tasks had been handled 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 more weight

there thinking, she noticed one of the drawers hadn't been fully closed. Inside, a sheet of paper was slightly

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

smudges on Marcus' fingers have come from

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