The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 120

Kevin had been one of Grace's closest allies when she was building Langley Group from the ground up.

Having spent decades at the top, he carried the commanding presence of someone deeply accustomed to power.

To Kevin, Victor was nothing more than an upstart, a junior who wasn't worth taking seriously.

Selena and Victor had been the first to speak rudely, and Kevin felt fully justified in teaching them a lesson.

While he admitted that spitting into Selena's mouth had been excessive, he wasn't about to let Victor's yelling intimidate him.

Guilt or no guilt, Kevin was determined to assert his authority.

After all, he was around the same age as Grace, and if Selena could act like a spoiled brat, he could certainly pull rank as an elder.

"Dad, I don't want to live anymore!"

Suddenly, Selena screamed hysterically. Before anyone could react, she bolted toward the window, making as if to jump.

"Selena!" Victor's voice cracked as he lunged forward, grabbing her just in time.

"Selena, don't do anything foolish!" he shouted, his arms locking tightly around her.

"Dad, I don't want to live! Let me die! Just let me die!" Selena wailed, her sobs uncontrollable as she struggled against Victor's grip, desperately trying to throw herself toward the window.

Victor clung to her as if his life depended on it. His voice trembled with rage as he turned toward Kevin.

"Kevin, you hurt my daughter! This isn't over. I'll make you pay for this!"

Kevin remained silent.

The tension in the room was suffocating. The other people in the conference room exchanged uneasy glances, clearly unsure of how to respond.

Eventually, all eyes turned toward Natalie, still on the video call.

After a brief pause, Jack hesitated before speaking. "Ms. Natalie, given how things have turned out, do you think we should postpone this meeting for now?"

Natalie, seated on the other end of the video call, hadn't anticipated the situation spiraling so far out of control.

"Let's adjourn the meeting for now. I'll make time to come back to Amberton soon," she said, pressing her fingers to her temple in frustration.

The plan had been to stay away for another three months, but clearly, that was no longer an option.

"Understood. We'll end the online meeting here and pick up the discussion later."

Jack exchanged a glance with Kevin, and then with the other shareholders. Without a word, they all seemed to grasp the same unspoken message and moved in unison to intervene.

They stepped forward, surrounding Victor and Selena, gently but firmly pulling them away from the window to ensure no further chaos could erupt.

Natalie wasn't the least bit concerned that Selena would try to kill herself.

After all, Selena had endured far worse over the years, and now that she'd finally secured the lavish life of a wealthy heiress, there was no chance she'd give it all up so easily.

This was nothing more than a ploy—either to negotiate terms with Kevin or, more likely, to deal directly with Natalie herself.

Closing the laptop, Natalie exited the meeting.

She glanced at the cup of coffee on the table, now cold and untouched, and downed it in one swift gulp. Slinging her bag over her shoulder, she walked out of the cafe.

The moment she stepped outside, a sleek black Bentley pulled up to the curb in front of her. The tinted window lowered, revealing Marcus' tense, stone-faced expression.

"Get in," he said curtly.

Natalie frowned, momentarily thrown.

Hadn't this young master stormed off in a huff earlier? What was he doing here now, showing up so conveniently?

"Get in. You can't park here," Marcus repeated when she didn't immediately move.

Natalie cast a glance around, then sighed and opened the car door, slipping into the passenger seat.

"Take this." Marcus shoved a box into her hands, his jaw tight as he shifted the car into drive.

Natalie stared at the box, baffled. "Wait a second, Mr. Holden. What's the meaning of this?"

"Grandpa ordered me to go shopping with you. If I don't buy you something, he'll chew me out when I get back," Marcus said flatly, his voice clipped and serious. "When you return to the residence, I trust you'll know what to say."

Natalie sat in silence for a moment, still holding the box.

If Marcus was this reluctant about giving her the gift, she didn't see the point in forcing the issue.

He could have simply explained the situation, and she'd have gladly cleared things up with Charles herself.

"Don't refuse," he said firmly, his piercing gaze flicking toward her for a brief moment as if he could read her every thought.