The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 109 Gastric Disease Olivia agreed to Natalie's request. The two of them continued to talk for a while more before setting the tand place for their meeting tomorrow. It was only after that they hung up.

Natalie ate another piece of chocolate. The chocolate prepared by the Holdens was even better than the ones she had bought herself.

She took a photo of the packaging, intending to buy sonline. But after searching the intewith the photo, she found it wasn't available for sale.

Suddenly, the sound of knocking cfrom the door.

"Mr. Langley, are you asleep? If not, could I trouble you for a moment?" Sheldon's voice sounded through the intercom.

Natalie put down the chocolate and went to open the door. "I'm not asleep yet. Is there something you need, Sheldon?" "Mr. Holden has been punished by Mr. Holden Senior and is still kneeling. I was hoping you could bring him sfood." Sheldon looked somewhat embarrassed to ask this favor. "Mr. Holden only drank swine at the banquet and didn't eat much.

"Then, that incident happened, so I'm really worried about Mr. Holden.

"Mr. Langley might not know this, but Mr. Holden has gastric disease. If he goes too long without food, he can also get hypoglycemia.

"But since this is Mr. Holder Senior's punishment for him, we as staff members can't go against his orders despite feeling sorry for Mr. Holden. So, I wanted to ask Mr. Langley for help in delivering food to him.

"Since you're Ms. Sterling's cousin, and Ms. Sterling is Mr. Holden Senior's savior, he probably won't get angry even if he finds out." "Then, you should have Connie deliver it." Natalie outright rejected Sheldon's request. "Besides, even if you delivered it to him, Mr. Holden Senior won't find out if you and Mr. Holden don't say anything.

"Moreover, Mr. Holden is his most cherished grandson. Even if Mr. Holden Senior finds out, he'll just turn a blind eye and pretend he doesn't know. Your concerns will not cto pass." When he heard this, Sheldon's expression froze for a moment, and he forced an awkward smile. "Mr. Langley, we dare not do so." "I, too, dare not," Natalie said in a deliberately chilly and hoarse tone. "I'm just a guest who's here to accompany Connie. I know Mr. Holden Senior is punishing Mr. Holden, so if I deliver food, it feels like I'm disregarding Mr. Holden Senior's orders. I can't do something so disrespectful to the host family." Sheldon responded, "But wasn't it Mr. Holden who saved Ms. Sterling in Balford that time?" "Huh?" Natalie narrowed her eyes at Sheldon. When did Marcus rescue Connie? Why didn't she know about it? "Ms. Sterling cto Mr. Holden that day, crying uncontrollably," Sheldon recalled the scene of Connie begging Marcus. "Mr. Holden was in a hurry to leave and extremely anxious. He even owed Ms. Emma a favor after getting the herbs Ms. Sterling needed.

"Mr. Langley, I did ask Ms. Sterling to deliver the food, but she refused. She said that men and women shouldn't have physical contact, and that as a young woman, she didn't want to be misunderstood by others before she even had a boyfriend." Natalie was at a loss for words. Connie's reason really was well thought out.

However, what Sheldon said reminded Natalie of the Dead of Night herb that Marcus had brought over. Without it, she wouldn't be standing here right now.

So, strictly speaking, she did indeed owe Marcus a favor.

Although Marcus had only found the herb for her because Natalie intended to treat Charles, he still ended up saving her life in front of Charles.

Natalie agreed to the compromise and said, "I'll deliver the food." "Ah! Okay then. Thank you, Mr. Langley," Sheldon immediately expressed his gratitude. "The food and drinks are ready downstairs. I'll take you to get them.

"The memorial hall is located in the old wing. I'll take you there after. It's easy to get lost if you're unfamiliar with the place." Natalie said nothing and merely allowed Sheldon to lead the way.

Holden Residence's estate was vast. Sheldon led her from the front to the back using long hallways, passing rock structures, and water features. They took a series of turns before finally reaching the memorial hall where Marcus was still kneeling as punishment.

During all this, Sheldon held the insulated lunch boxes in his hands. When they reached the doors of the memorial hall, he stopped and handed the boxes over to Natalie.

"Mr. Langley, Mr. Holden is inside. I'll leave it to you, then." Sheldon repeatedly thanked her, and Natalie gave him a slight nod before taking the lunch boxes into the memorial hall.

The hall was just as big as the rest of the estate. Only a few lamps were lit inside, and the altars were neatly arranged in rows, with oil burners lit up before them. Upon entering, Natalie was immediately enveloped by the fragrance of sandalwood.

In front of the altars was a table of offerings with items placed on it, and Marcus was kneeling before the table. His legs were slightly bent apart as he kneeled straight and tall. His black suit highlighted his physique, and from behind, it was easy to tell he was someone who exercised regularly.

Natalie stared at his back for a while. She coughed lightly, and Marcus immediately turned around to see that it was her. His gaze darkened with a hint of displeasure when he saw her.

"What are you doing here?" Marcus' deep, magnetic voice was filled with a displeased tone. "This is not somewhere you should be." "I didn't want to ceither, but Sheldon beggedto bring you sfood." Natalie placed the insulated lunch boxes in front of Marcus and turned to leave immediately.

When Marcus watched her leave so quickly, he unwittingly called out to her. "Stop. Wait until I finish eating, then take the boxes away," he said.

"Marcus, I'm not your maid." "Think of it asbegging you." Marcus' tone remained unchanged as he spoke. "I've been kneeling for too long. My knees hurt." "Huh?" Natalie was confused. Why should she care if his knees hurt? Marcus reached his hand out to her. "Helpup."

Natalie was rendered speechless.

"Mr. Holden, I don't think we're that familiar with each other just e yet!" m Margus expression darkened, but he didn't say anything further. He stood up on his own and walked to a nearby table before sitting down.

His long, bony fingers deftly opened up the lunch box that had four tiers-one with beef meatballs in tomato sauce, another with stir-fried broccoli, one with corn soup, and finally a serving of pasta. "Mr. Langley, please sit and have some."

"No need." Natalie refused Marcus and just stood aside, watching him as he picked up a fork and took a bite Each bite of food seemed to be taken with a calculated number of chews, and he ate quietly without making a sound. He ate with elegance, though he didn't do so slowly. She watched as he took bite after bite. He made simple food seem even more tempting.

When combined with his unmatched handsappearance and his graceful movements, even eating becpleasant to look at.

Natalie's gaze lingered on him for a while, and it was only when Marcus' indifferent gaze turned toward her that she realized she had been staring at him for a long time.

She couldn't help but silently regret her choices. She shouldn't have gotten morally pressured by Sheldon. She and Marcus should maintain their distance.