The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 461

Marcus stepped out of the medical room to find Hector standing guard at the door, blocking Wesley from entering.

"Hector, what right do you have to stop me? What right do you have to keep me from seeing my wife?" Wesley's tone was cold and severe, his emotions seemingly under control again.

"I told him to stop you," Marcus said as he descended the steps, his sharp gaze locking onto Wesley. "Father, did you know that Cassie is in love with you?"

Wesley visibly jolted, his expression darkening. "Marcus, do you even realize what you're saying?"

Marcus remained expressionless, his voice ice cold as he said, "I said, do you know that your sister has feelings for you?"

"That's ridiculous!" Wesley's anger flared. "Even if Laura and I weren't there to raise you, that doesn't give you the right to make up such nonsense."

"Father, to determine if I'm making things up or not, we can bring Cassie here and ask her ourselves," Marcus said coolly. "It was Cassie who poisoned my mother. Father, let's see Grandpa together."

Determined, Marcus started walking toward Charles. "Hector, you studied psychology, didn't you? Can you perform hypnosis?"

Hector nodded. "Yes. Do you need my help?"

Marcus' voice was steady and firm. "Yes. My grandfather and my father had their memories altered through hypnosis. I need you to help them recover what was erased."

Wesley scoffed. "Marcus, what are you talking about? You can't just say whatever you want. Your grandfather raised you. He didn't do it so you could make baseless accusations. Words have consequences, Marcus."

"I take full responsibility for what I say," Marcus countered. "But can you, Father? Can you take responsibility for what you've done?" He narrowed his eyes. "Do you dare bring Cassie here and confront her face-to-face?"

A cold smirk tugged at his lips. Before, he had never understood the strange relationship between Cassie and Charles. But after hearing Laura recount her memories, he could no longer dismiss it as coincidence. Everything had been orchestrated from the start.

That also explained why Laura had suffered alone, while Wesley and Charles had remained unscathed.

Charles was one thing, but Wesley had been with Laura day and night, yet nothing had happened to him. If that wasn't favoritism, then what was?

Even since Marcus had been old enough to remember, Cassie had never lived in Holden Residence. She had stayed outside, away from family affairs. She hadn't interfered with Holden Group either.

But when Charles fell ill and needed surgery, she suddenly reappeared—playing the role of a concerned daughter. Yet the people she brought with her were anything but trustworthy.

"Marcus, Cassie is your aunt. How can you address her by name so disrespectfully?" Wesley's anger simmered. "Is this what your grandfather taught you all these years—how to be rude?"

"Wesley Holden, shut up."

No one had noticed Charles' arrival. Sheldon was supporting him as he stepped forward.

Charles looked at Marcus. "Marcus, I will follow your lead."

Then, turning to Hector, he added, "Hector, I'll be counting on you."

Hector nodded quickly. "Mr. Holden Senior, it's no trouble at all."

"Marcus, forget about your idiot father—just let Hector hypnotize me."