The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 447

Marcus left the room without hesitation after making his final statement. His cold and ruthless demeanor left Sheldon standing motionless with a tray of untouched coffee in his hands.

It took a long moment before Charles finally spoke. "Bring the coffee here, Sheldon."

"Oh, yes, Mr. Holden Senior."

Snapping out of his daze, Sheldon quickly placed the coffee on the table, but he could no longer hold back his emotions.

"Mr. Holden Senior, how could Mr. Marcus suspect me? For all these years, I have been nothing but loyal to you, to Mr. Holden, and to Mr. Marcus." His voice trembled with frustration.

"When Mrs. Holden gave birth to Mr. Marcus, I did everything I could to make sure she was well taken care of. I ran back and forth, ensuring every detail was perfect. When she fell ill, I was devastated. I never wanted this to happen. So why does he suspect me?"

His voice cracked as he spoke. "Mr. Holden Senior, I swear on everything. I have always been devoted to this family."

Charles pressed his fingers against his temple, feeling a headache coming on. He slammed the table and cut him off.

"Enough. Marcus suspects me and his father. Do you really think you, a mere butler, would be an exception? And besides, you are paid to serve this family. Is that not what you are supposed to do?"

"Mr. Holden Senior…" Sheldon froze. In all the years he had worked for Charles, he had never heard him speak in such a dismissive tone.

"Don't waste your energy feeling wronged. You're paid to do a job. If you have taken my money while betraying this family, then you should be thinking about what consequences will come from that." Charles' face darkened, his patience wearing thin.

Sheldon suddenly felt a sharp sting in his chest. A deep sadness welled up inside him, but he knew this wasn't the time to defend himself.

Marcus had been clear. He should pray that he had no involvement in Laura's poisoning. If he was guilty in any way, it would not just be Marcus who would deal with him. Charles and Wesley wouldn't let him walk away unscathed either.

"I understand, Mr. Holden Senior," Sheldon muttered as he swallowed his grievances. He quietly poured coffee for Charles and Wesley before stepping aside, resuming his place in silent attendance.

Just then, Wesley's phone chimed with a message. It was from Marcus.

Quickly unlocking his phone, he saw an image. A diagram mapping out connections between different individuals.

The names of Lucy, her assistant, the entire medical team, and every staff member involved in the recovery process were meticulously laid out. Each person's role and relationships were clearly marked.

At the center of the chart, Lucy's name was circled in bold red ink. An arrow extended outward from her name, pointing to another, much larger red circle. The name inside it made Wesley's breath catch in his throat.

Cassie Holden.

Wesley's eyes locked onto the diagram. His stare burned into the names on the screen as if the truth was unraveling before him in real-time. Slowly, he raised his head, fixing Charles with an unflinching gaze.

"Father, Laura fell mysteriously ill after giving birth to Marcus. Before that, Cassie often visited your study. Did you know something about this?"