The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 123 Never Been Slapped So Many Times Charles heaved a long sigh. "Sheldon, when Grace askedto take care of Natalie, it was like I was entrusted to her care. Growing up in the Langleys, she had a difficult time, and I sympathized with her.

"Besides, Grace toldthat with Natalie's soft and kind nature, the Langleys had always taken advantage of her. She would be relieved if I were there to protect Natalie.

"But I'm much older than Grace! Just how many more years can I protect Natalie like this? So I thought of having Marcus look after Natalie when I'm gone. The problem is that Marcus only respects me; everyone else is just insignificant to him. However, if he and Natalie fall for each other and get married, wouldn't everything fall into place? "Still, you do have a point there. They have to be on the spage in this case," Charles agreed.

He then exhaled deeply. "Even though Natalie was in his room when Emma drugged Marcus, she still slapped Marcus. I've never once slapped Marcus before, and no one else has ever gotten close to him either. But, Natalie did. She slapped him, and he never held her accountable for it. So I thought Natalie was somewhat special to Marcus.

"You see, Natalie was dressed up as a man back then, and she was Nathaniel to the others. I couldn't say anything about it! I could only wait until Marcus found out for himself. And when he did, he becupset with me. Being a grandpa is tough, you know!" Sheldon replied, "Indeed..." "Whatever, let's just leave them be and see how things go!" Charles kept away the antidote. "If they're meant to be, they'll end up together. If not, they'll stay single forever!" Sheldon remained silent. "His temper is all over the place, really," he thought.

"I'm tired, Sheldon." "Lethelp you get srest, Mr. Holden Senior." At the stime, Marcus had been waiting for a while for Sheldon, but the latter never showed up. Moments later, he called Sheldon again.

"Why haven't you cto my room, Sheldon? Are you ignoring my orders?" There was a noticeable shift in Marcus' tone, and he was clearly upset.

"No, Mr. Holden. I wouldn't dare to. Mr. Holden Senior was tired, and I was helping him to get srest," Sheldon replied respectfully and cautiously. "Do you need something fromurgently, Mr. Holden?" "Cto my room immediately after you're done." Marcus hung up as soon as he finished the sentence. The agitation he'd just suppressed rose within his body again.

When he was drugged by Emma, Natalie was the one who had helped him neutralize the effect of the drug. He wasn't sure if the drug Charles added to the coffee was the sas the drug Emma had used, but the discomfort was just as bad.

He might as well just let Natalie help him with it.

Marcus drank two glasses of cold water. After rubbing his temples and gathering his composure, he walked to Natalie's room.

Marcus pressed on the doorbell. Seconds later, he heard Natalie's voice.

"Who's there? What's the matter?" "It's me, Marcus." He paused for a moment, pressing his forehead against the door. "I need your help." Natalie saw Marcus through the intercom. His condition seemed to be worse now.

She initially wanted to ignore him, but as she saw the pile of shopping bags and gifts on her couch, she opened the door for him.

Marcus was leaning against the door. So when Natalie opened it, he toppled inside the room.

"Watch out!" Natalie subconsciously reached out to steady Marcus. She could feel the intense heat seeping through the fabric and into her fingertips as she touched him.

"I'm sorry." Marcus tried to steady himself. However, at this moment, the drug's effect seemed to hit him all at once. His vision becblurry. Seconds later, his legs went weak, and he toppled over onto Natalie. Natalie quickly took a step backward and pushed him away, landing a slap on Marcus' face. Marcus' face jolted to the side from the slap. His body hit the carpet hard too. For a moment, the pain snapped him back to his senses. Instantly, he beccompletely flustered. "You're going too far, Natalie." Natalie crossed her arms, staring coldly at Marcus. "Get out of my room, Marcus, or you'll get another slap from me." Marcus let out a sneer in disbelief. "I've never had anyone slapover and over like that in my whole life." "Really?" Natalie clenched her teeth, smirking devilishly. "Congratulations, then! You can finally experience it." "Huh?" Before Marcus could react, Natalie stepped forward and gave him another slap.

A crisp, loud slap echoed in the room.

She then said, "Don't move, I'll give you the antidote." As Marcus was going to strike back, Natalie grabbed his wrist and pressed it to his head.

Then, she reached for a Nouvelle Zara bag on the couch, took out a silk scarf, and tied Marcus' hands in a special knot-the kind that tightened the more he tried to pull away.

"Wait here while I get the antidote for you." Natalie left Marcus on the floor. She turned around, rummaging through her bag for the antidote. She took out two pills from a small bottle and went back to where Marcus was, bringing the pills to his lips.

"Open your mouth." Despite burning with heat, he still obediently opened his mouth. The dark green pill went into his mouth, and an intense sourness hit him like a jolt to the brain.

The taste of the pill was so strong that Marcus' eyes welled up with tears uncontrollably.

Fortunately, his body temperature gradually went down.

Even so, Marcus still felt uncomfortable. Natalie stood up and poured him a glass of warm water.

"Here, drink it. Why do you always get drugged, Marcus?" Natalie gave him a straw as she stared at him blankly. "It'll help neutralize the drug effect." Marcus struggled a little, and the silk scarf on his wrist tightened immediately.

"Stay still," Natalie commanded in a cold voice. "You oweonce again, Marcus." "You slappedjust now." Marcus gritted his teeth. "Is that how you help people?"

"Could you keep your head clear if I didn't slap you?" She chuckled and said, "Sorry, I just had to. You were too arrogant just now."

He even claimed no one would dare to slap him twice in a row. Well, she The row: did just that What was he going to do about it? "You!" Marcus was irritated, but he decided not to say another word.

Moments later, he remarked weakly in his deep voice, "I wasn't in the fight "I wasn' state of mind today after being drugged. Forget what I said." Now that he thought about it, he did sound very smug when he said that.

He must have lost his mind then.