The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 628

While Marcus and the group strolled through the streets of Dithoria, relaxed and in high spirits, over at Holden Residence, Sheldon was beginning to hand over responsibilities to Noah.

Noah carried a small notebook, carefully jotting down each important detail Sheldon mentioned one by one.

"Noah, remember, once Mr. Marcus and Mrs. Natalie's wedding is over, I'll be retiring. After that, don't forget to feed Snowball over at the garden villa.

"You've learned just about everything these past few days. You're different from Elijah—you're more steady and reliable. I feel most at ease knowing you'll be the next butler of the Holden Residence."

As Sheldon spoke, his voice caught slightly with emotion. "I'm getting old. After I retire, I plan to travel a bit and see the beautiful sights of this country."

"Mr. Phelps, I'll take good care of Holden Residence. I won't let you down," Noah said seriously. "And once you retire, go wherever you want. I'll make sure someone's there to look after you."

Sheldon smiled at that. "Noah, that won't be necessary. I'm going to feed Snowball now. You head over and check on how Mrs. Natalie's conservatory is coming along."

"Yes, sir."

Noah turned and left.

Sheldon stood quietly for a moment, then slowly made his way into the kitchen. He picked up a small basket of food and headed toward the garden villa at a slow, steady pace.

But when he arrived, he didn't go upstairs. Instead, he went straight into the study and down into the basement.

Inside, Cassie was no longer recognizable. Her hands and feet had been treated with a special medicinal powder Sheldon applied regularly. The wounds bled, dried, and then bled again—over and over.

After days of this cycle, she could no longer even open her eyes.

Sheldon turned on the basement lights, carrying the basket in his hand as he slowly walked up to the iron cage.

"Cassie, get up. It's time to eat."

His voice was completely flat, devoid of warmth or emotion.

"Cassie, stop pretending to be dead." He gave her a light kick with his foot.

After a long pause, Cassie finally lifted her head. She stared at him for several seconds before she suddenly screamed. "Aaah—Aahh—I was wrong! I really was! Please, let me go! Sheldon, I'm sorry!"

She began slamming her forehead against the floor, again and again. "I'm begging you, please… I'm begging you."

Sheldon didn't even flinch. He crouched down, opened the basket, and took out the food inside.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to let you die that easily. I want you alive to see it with your own eyes, when Mr. Wesley and Ms. Laura walk into Mr. Marcus and Mrs. Natalie's wedding, side by side.

"Didn't you say that was the one thing you couldn't stand? That you hated most—seeing Mr. Wesley and Ms. Laura together, especially arm in arm?"

He scooped up a spoonful of food and held it out to her.

"I know you don't want to die. You don't even have the guts for it. Someone as selfish and self-absorbed as you wouldn't give up their life that easily."

Tears streamed down Cassie's cheeks. She didn't dare glare at Sheldon with hatred anymore because now, she finally realized that he truly hated her.

"Oh, right. Let me show you something interesting."

Sheldon pulled out his phone. His people had been following Laura in secret, protecting her and sending regular updates.

"This is Ms. Laura. Ever since returning to Dithoria, she's been slowly stepping out from the shadow you left on her. She can go out shopping without fear now. She can smile and make friends.

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