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

"Alright, alright."

in the rest room. You'll see him as soon as

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

from the desk

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

was set to sleep mode. Marcus lay on the bed, breathing evenly,

then quietly sat down at the edge

eyes were closed, his long lashes casting soft shadows on his face. That was when

that he hadn't slept

the blanket and gently lifted his hand, noticing the

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

slept a wink the night before. He must have

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

was made entirely of floor-to-ceiling windows, letting in abundant natural light. His desk was large, and behind it stood a full wall of bookshelves. Many were filled with books, while

massive painting of wild horses in full gallop. The power and motion captured in

large potted plants in the corners of the office, all well- maintained and thriving,

Group. There had been countless reports, endless market analysis, department project proposals and

the way she once did. He had

Group had many branches and operated globally. Even with help,

had been handled remotely. With his return and the upcoming wedding to prepare for, he had no choice but to

she sat there thinking, she noticed one of the drawers hadn't

sketches were right in front of

Marcus' fingers have

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