The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus)

Chapter 94 They Owed Her Way Too Much

After Natalie finished speaking, Charlotte fell silent on the other end of the call. She had already planned to host a grand banquet to introduce Natalie to everyone.

If Natalie didn't want a big announcement, that meant she wasn't too keen on returning to the Walker residence in a high-profile way.

She thought for a moment and spoke again with tears in her eyes, “Nat, I promise you. I'm sorry that your father and I missed out on 20 years of your life. We realized it too late and came too late, causing you to suffer all these years."

She wanted to add that they would make up for tenfold of everything Victor and Diana didn't give her.

Love always carried with it a sense of guilt. They owed her way too much.

Natalie remained silent. She was 20 now, not 12, and had already outgrown the age of yearning for parental love. Moreover, she didn't feel like she lacked love in her life.

She didn't hate Victor and Diana and bore no grudge toward Selena. As long as they didn't provoke her, all was well. But if they did, she would never let them trample on her.

Charlotte said again in a cautious tone, “Nattie, I'll come to pick you up, okay?”

"No need, I'll come myself," she quickly refused the offer.

"Do you know the house address?"

"Yes," Natalie said. Not long ago, Marcus had taken her along to drop off Emma at the Walker residence.

Since she was Charlotte's and William's biological daughter, that meant Emma was the one who had been switched.

Fate had truly been "kind” to her in its own peculiar way. Not long ago, the Langley family had accused her of stealing 20 years of a true heiress's privileged life as a fake daughter. Now, she had become the real heiress whose 20 years of privilege had been stolen by a fake daughter.

The Walker family was the wealthiest in Dithoria. They far surpassed the Langley family in Amberton in power and influence.

Emma had grown up cherished by the Walker family, earning a stellar reputation. It was worlds apart from Selena, who had been taken and sold by a nurse, living two decades of hardship.

The scales of fate never seemed to tip in her favor, but she didn't care. Her destiny was hers to control-not the heavens. It had been this way before; it was this way now, and it would remain so in the future.

“Let me pick you up, okay?” Charlotte desperately wanted to see her, hold her close, and shower her with love.

Natalie refused again. “No need. Mrs. Walker, just take good care of my grandmother."

"Nattie, don't worry. I'll take great care of Grace. You have my word."

"Then..." Natalie paused, her emotions suddenly becoming complicated. "See you soon."

“Okay, okay! See you soon. Nattie, we'll see you soon!"

Tears uncontrollably rolled down Charlotte's cheeks. Grace curiously observed her. "Charlotte, why are you crying? Nattie will be here soon.

"You're her new mom. You shouldn't cry! If you cry, what will happen if someone bullies Nattie? All you'll do is cry-how is that going to help?"

“These are tears of joy because I'm about to see my daughter. I'm too emotional to control myself.” Charlotte's voice choked as she tightly hugged Grace. "Thank you, Grace. Thank you for protecting Nattie and letting her grow up safe and sound."

“Okay, let go of me!" Grace struggled in her arms, nearly out of breath. She gave Charlotte a push, and Charlotte immediately released her.

“Nattie, I'm going to inspect your new home first to see if it's up to standard. If it isn't, we don't want this new home. I'll find you another one.” Grace let out a sly chuckle. She seemed to recall that Charles also lived in Dithoria and was quite wealthy–no less than Natalie's new parents.

If William and Charlotte weren't good to her, she'd have Natalie move into Marcus' place. After all, Marcus was the grandson-in-law she had her eyes on. None of those other riffraff were worthy of Natalie.

“Alright, Grandma. Be careful not to fall." Natalie's tone softened as she watched Grace's happy demeanor. If staying at the Walker residence meant she could bring Grace along, it would be ideal. Otherwise, she wouldn't reunite with William and Charlotte.

“Okay, okay! I'm not a six-year-old child-I won't fall!" After speaking, Grace turned and headed toward the room filled with gifts. "I'm going to take a look inside and see what's there."

She added, "Nattie, I'm going to hang up now. Come quickly."

“Alright.” Natalie waited for Grace to hang up before walking to the mirror. She adjusted herself back into Nathaniel's look, then sent a message to Marcus. Natalie: "Mr. Holden, are you done? Can I return to my room now?"

Marcus: "Yes."

She immediately left Marcus' room and returned to her own. She grabbed her black canvas bag and headed out the door.

"Nathaniel.” As she was heading downstairs, Connie hurriedly approached her. “Are you leaving with your bag? Where are you going?”

"I'm going to the Walker residence,” she replied indifferently. “I'll begin Grandpa Charles' first acupuncture treatment when I return."

"Got it. Um... When do you think you'll be back?" Connie asked cautiously. “Mr. Holden was taken away by Mr. Holden Senior. He has to kneel as punishment.” “Hmm?”

Connie glanced around. For some unknown reason, all the Holden family maids had been sent away. Now, the living room was empty.

"I don't know the details, but Mr. Holden didn't resist and just kneel.”

"Mind your own business,” Natalie said calmly. "If you have nothing else to do, get back to work. Don't accept any patients for the next five months."

"Yes. I understand." Connie obediently agreed.

Natalie nodded slightly and walked out of the Holden residence.

Chapter 94 They Owed Her Way Too Much

She made a call outside the residence. A black Mercedes G-Class pulled up soon after to pick her up.

The driver was Ophelia Zuckerson, the head of Nouvelle Zara's branch in Dithoria. With her short hair, bold makeup, and all-black leather outfit, she exuded a fierce and stylish

aura.

Most of Nouvelle Zara's senior executives didn't know the true identity of the mastermind behind the company, but Ophelia did.

"Boss, where to?" she asked.

"The Walker residence in Dithoria,” Natalie replied. "Do you know the location?"

"Yes. The Walker family reached out to us six months ago. They ordered Flux Couture's collection for Ms. Walker's birthday party. There were eighteen gowns in total to be delivered a week before her birthday.”noveldrama

Upon hearing this, Natalie's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Flux Couture was inspired by fresh flowers. It was a series of evening gowns and wedding dresses she had personally designed. The Walker family had gone all out, purchasing the entire set, which demonstrated just how much they cherished and adored Emma.

Not long ago, she and Marcus had visited the Walker family for the first time, where Emma had thrown herself into William's arms. That display of father-daughter affection was something Victor had never given her.

But she couldn't say Victor was a bad father. He simply didn't love her, the fake daughter. He lavished love and care on Selena, his biological child, no less than William did on

Emma.

“Boss, you don't look too happy. Is it because of the Walker family's order?"

Though Ophelia was cool and confident, she was also highly perceptive. In an instant, she could sense that Natalie's mood had soured.

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