The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Begging Her for Help 

After Marcus finished speaking, he gestured for Natalie to go ahead. “Ms. Walker, please.” 

Natalie hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement. Grace had often asked her about her progress with Marcus while she stayed at the Holden residence. 

Natalie had been lying, telling Grace everything was fine: She thought about finding a photo of Marcus online to show Grace, but Marcus was very private, and there were no photos of him 

available. 

Helping Marcus now would give her leverage for when she needed his help in the future. 

“Mr. Holden, please wait while I change back into my clothes,” Natalie said. 

She didn’t particularly like wearing dresses. When she was with the Langley family, Diana couldn’t stand her looking good. 

On one of her birthdays, Grace had given her an evening gown. Natalie wore it for less than half an hour before Diana dragged her into a room and forcibly made her take it off. 

Diana pointed a finger at her and scolded, “How dare you dress like this at your age? Are you trying to seduce men because you’re afraid you won’t get married?” 

After that, she even pinched Natalie’s waist hard in a fit of rage. 

Every time Natalie dressed up, strangers would compliment her, but she would often hear whispers that she didn’t look like Diana or Victor. While Victor never said anything, Diana’s jealousy would flare up, and she would take out her frustration on Natalie. It was impossible for her not to feel hurt. 

Eventually, Natalie stopped wearing dresses altogether. 

As a child, she didn’t understand, but as she grew older and began to notice the subtle details, she realized that Diana didn’t love her. Victor had some affection for her, but not much. Most of the time, he chose to turn a blind eye to Diana’s abuse. 

However, when the couple needed blood donations, they would try to guilt–trip her into 

helping. 

Now that the adult Natalie had the means to buy beautiful dresses and even run her own design company, she still didn’t wear them. 

As she walked toward the fitting room, Marcus watched her from behind. Her slim, tall figure was framed by silky black curls that cascaded down her back. Her long, elegant legs extended beneath the hem of her dress, and her skin was as fair as snow. 

Marcus turned his gaze away, reluctantly acknowledging that Natalle was stunning. With her looks and figure, she could pull off any outfit. 

It was no wonder Grace had spoken so highly of her when he overheard. Appearance–wise, Natalie certainly had the right assets. However, that was far from enough to seduce him. 

He had seen countless beautiful women, but none of them compared to Natalie. Yet, he would never be interested in a woman who was vain or scheming. His contact with her was purely to ask her to speak well of him in front of Connie so that Dr. Elim would reconsider treating Charles. 

After waiting for a while, Natalie emerged from the fitting room, wearing her own jacket. Her previously loose hair was tied up, and she appeared much more sharp and composed. 

“Wrap up everything she tried on,” Marcus instructed the sales assistant. 

“Yes, sir,” the sales assistant replied. “Mr. Holden Senior has already had many items wrapped up. If you provide an address, we can have them delivered to your 

your home.” 

Marcus paused for a moment, then turned to Natalie. “Ms. Walker, where are you staying? I can have someone deliver the clothes to your hotel.” 

“No need,” Natalie replied coolly. “I’ll take the first blue dress I tried on. Return the rest, 

“Sir, but-” the sales assistant began. 

“Do as she says,” Marcus interrupted. He didn’t want to waste any more time on this. If Charles asked later, he would simply say he offered, but Natalie refused. 

“Alright,” the sales assistant replied. 

After their shopping trip, Natalie and Marcus headed to a five–star hotel restaurant in Balford. Marcus placed their order, and as they waited, Natalie occasionally replied to messages on her phone. She maintained an aloof demeanor and not once looked at Marcus. 

Marcus remained silent but subtly observed her hands as she typed: her fingers were slender and delicate, with flawless, fair skin untouched by scars. She wore no jewelry. 

Even so, her typing was quick, and her movements were smooth and elegant. There was something oddly satisfying about watching her Yet, what stood out most to Marcus was the uncanny resemblance of her hands to those of Dr. Elim. 

Marcus’s intense gaze seemed to catch Natalie’s attention. She put down her phone and gave him an apologetic smile. “Sorry, I had to reply to something about my studies.” 

“It’s fine,” Marcus replied. He pulled his gaze from her hands, taking a sip from his water cup. “Ms. Walker, I’d like to ask you a favor.” 

“Go ahead,” Natalie said. 

Marcus remained silent for a moment before finally saying, “You’re good friends with Connie, so you must know she’s Dr. Elim’s assistant.”