The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 128 Marcus' Suspicion of Grace After sending the message, Natalie felt a sense of unease. She had never done anything like this before and had no idea how Marcus would react. However, she couldn't skip the step of practicing with him in advance.

Grace might have the mentality of a six-year-old, but she had watched countless movies and TV shows. She could easily distinguish between real and fake interactions between the male and female leads, and nothing escaped her sharp eyes.

Natalie had suggested to Sarah that Grace should watch fewer romantic s. However, with limited activities in the nursing home, TV was one of the few forms of entertainment available to her.

Grace had never been fond of playing cards, and after her injury, she avoided such activities altogether. Without much else to do, she often sat alone, appearing especially pitiful.

Sarah couldn't bear it, so she spent more twith her and gave in to Grace's love for TV.

Natalie brought up the matter on several occasions, but Sarah always sided with Grace. Eventually, Natalie stopped saying anything. After all, she was swamped and didn't have enough tto keep Grace company herself.

As a result, Grace had developed a keen eye for romantic relationships.

Natalie worried Marcus might misunderstand her intentions, but she had no choice. After sending the message, she waited anxiously. It was a while before Marcus finally replied, "Sure, it looks beautiful." Only then did Natalie breathe a sigh of relief. As long as Marcus approved, she probably wouldn't slip up in front of Grace.

At that moment, Marcus was seated at his desk, holding his phone and staring at the photo of Natalie in a white dress.

Gone were the loose black windbreaker and sweatpants. Her slender, perfectly proportioned figure was on full display, and her fair skin seemed to glow. He had noticed scars on her arms before, but they were invisible in this photo, likely covered with makeup.

The hem of the dress reached her knees, revealing her delicate, graceful legs. The white heels accentuated her figure, giving her an even taller and more elegant appearance. Her naturally exquisite features were enhanced with light makeup, while her deep, mesmerizing eyes were framed by curled lashes, adding a touch of irresistible charm.

Compared to her previously somber black attire, Natalie in this white dress radiated a vibrant, feminine charm. The dresses Marcus had sent her were all personally selected. Despite his anger at Charles and Natalie for keeping him in the dark and making him feel like a fool, he couldn't help but think of the hardships Natalie had endured at Diana's hands.

Without really thinking, he bought her many dresses.

He had roughly estimated her size after their physical interactions, and surprisingly, the clothes fit her perfectly. Marcus didn't just pick white dresses; he chose various styles and colors. With her fair skin and stunning looks, Natalie would look beautiful in anything.

Marcus closed his eyes, trying not to look at her photo. The more he looked, the harder it was to suppress the memory of the day he had helped her remove the needle.

He shouldn't think about it. The more he did, the more he felt like a perverse old man with shameful thoughts.

Marcus took a deep breath, exhaling the frustration building inside him. Annoyed, he stood up and walked over to the window, staring out into the distance. Despite having taken the medicine, the restlessness in his body lingered, and instead of subsiding, it seemed to intensify with each passing moment.

He decided he should just forget about it. Tonight, he would go with Natalie to see Grace and try to think of himself as nothing more than a tool for the job.

At 7:00 pm, Natalie had dinner with Connie, Marcus, and Charles. Afterward, they rested for half an hour while Charles took his medicine. Once he finished, they waited another half hour before Natalie began his acupuncture session.

Familiar with the process by now, Natalie finished the session smoothly, and Charles fell asleep soon after. She carefully removed the needles and left the room.

Marcus had changed his outfit and was waiting for her. When Natalie first saw him, she froze for a moment. The Marcus she knew always wore perfectly tailored black suits. His hair was meticulously styled, and his expression was cold and distant, giving off an intimidating aura.

However, he wore a white hoodie, black casual pants, and white sneakers tonight. His hair was casually combed back, and the usual oppressive air of authority he carried during the day was replaced by the warm charm of a handsome, approachable neighborhood guy.

With a face like his, he could make any outfit look effortlessly stunning.

When he saw Natalie's dazed expression, Marcus raised an eyebrow. "What are you staring at?" His voice jolted her back to reality. She shook her head quickly. "It's nothing." Then, she quickly added, "Mr. Holden, please wait fora moment." "Alright," he replied, feeling slightly amused.

Natalie returned to her room and reappeared shortly after, wearing the dress and heels she had tried on earlier that day. While she typically dressed casually and understatedly, she was no stranger to high heels.

In fact, when she walked in them, her every step exuded confidence and power, giving her the air of a queen.

Natalie carried a bag that wasn't the usual canvas one she often used, but the latest Chave Levon bucket bag that Marcus had gifted to her.

Although Marcus had seen a photo of Natalie wearing the dress earlier in the day, seeing her in person still surprised him.

She was even more stunning in person. As she walked toward him in her heels, she emanated a lively, graceful air.

When she reached him, Natalie flashed a sweet smile at Marcus, one she had practiced in front of the mirror. After all, a woman in love always wore that sugary, contented smile, surrounded by a halo of pink, bubbly happiness. At least, that was what Grace had said.

If Natalie wanted to fool Grace, she needed to show that sblissful, sweet aura.

"Mr. Holden, do I look alright?" Natalie asked, offering him another bright smile. When she set her mind on something, she always strove for perfection. Even if it were just pretending to be in love, she would go all in to make it as convincing as possible.

Marcus blinked, momentarily caught off guard by her smile. The Natalie who once cloaked herself in dark, somber tones now shone like a bright star, and the striking contrast left him unexpectedly taken aback. "Yes, you look fine." Marcus snapped out of his surprise. "Let's go." "Okay." Natalie followed Marcus to the car, where Elijah was behind the wheel. He had always been blunt and unkind

to Cassie and Selena, but to her surprise, Elijah greeted ker with an respectful smile. "Good evening, Ms. Walker. You look stunning today." He was careful not to add anything about how well she and Marcus matched as he didn't want to risk any reprimands.

"Drive," Marcus said coldly.

Elijah quickly dropped his smile. "Yes, Mr. Holden." At exactly 10:00 pm, Marcus and Natalie arrived at the Nouvelle Zara Boutique in Dithoria.

Mason had already arrived with Grace, who was sipping on bubble tea while browsing the clothes in the store.

"Grandma, Mason," Natalie called out when she spotted them.

Grace's face lit up with joy as she turned at the sound of her name. "Nattie, you're here!"

She hurried over to Natalie, spinning her around to from every angle.

inspect Then her gaze shifted to Marcus, who stood just behind her.

"Marcus, you're here too! You two are wearing matching outfits!" Grace exclaimed, beaming with joy.

Suddenly, she covered her mouth as if realizing something, then pullech Natalie aside, Leahing in, she whispered mischievously, "Nattie, did you finally win Marcus over?" Natalie glanced at Marcus. His dark eyes were locked on them, but instead of looking at her, his intense gaze was focused on Grace.