The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 165 Have You Ever Done Anything To HarmAs she spoke, Grace walked toward Natalie.

Under the bright crystal chandeliers, Natalie stood there in her black jacket and cargo pants, her hair tied back. Her face looked indifferent, and there was not the slightest hint of a smile or joy in her eyes.

Grace's expression fell. Her eyes reddened, and tears began to fall. "Nattie, why are you looking atlike that?" "Grandma." Natalie stepped forward, fixing her unwavering gaze on Grace. "I have something to ask you. You must answertruthfully." "Nattie, you look so serious. I'm scared." A hint of surprise flickered in Grace's eyes for a second. She lowered her head, wiping away her tears. She avoided meeting Natalie's gaze. "Nattie, did I do something wrong? Why do you look so serious?" Instead of answering Grace's questions, Natalie spoke in a cold, steady voice. "Grandma, have you ever done anything to harm me? Have you ever lied to me? Please answerhonestly." Natalie's tone was calm and chilling, her usually pretty, soulful eyes now sharp and probing.

On the way back, she had been thinking about how she should face Grace. While she appreciated her kindness and felt grateful, she wasn't naive.

If Grace had really been deceiving her and taking advantage of her all this time, it would be better to make a decision sooner rather than later.

Marcus had told her she didn't owe anyone anything. That included Victor, Diana, and also Grace.

Grace lifted her head, tears streaming down her lined cheeks as she gazed at Natalie. "Nattie, why would you asksuch a thing? Did somebody say something to you? I raised you myself. I loved you the most from the tyou were little. Do you really not trust me?" "I trusted you too much," Natalie said, smiling bitterly.

She took out her phone and made a call to Charlotte. "Hello, Mrs. Walker. Could you all cto Holden Residence? I need to discuss something with you tonight." "Oh, sure. Your dad, your brothers, and I will be there right away," Charlotte answered excitedly.

Hearing her barely contained joy, Natalie's lips curled into a warm smile. Perhaps blood ties really were different. Moments later, Charlotte arrived with William and Natalie's brothers. This time, there was a new face among them-a man Natalie had never met but recognized well. It was Lincoln, the famous actor.

He had fair skin, a buzzcut, and wore a simple T-shirt and ripped jeans. His features were striking and refined, like someone stepped out of a comic book.

As soon as he walked in, Lincoln pulled out a bouquet of lilies from behind his back and handed them to Natalie. Though he looked cool and aloof, his eyes crinkled into a bright smile.

"Hello, Ms. Walker. I'm Lincoln Walker, the second oldest in our family." His cold appearance contrasted sharply with how his eyes crinkled when he smiled. Usually, a buzzcut might make someone look tough or roguish, but not in Lincoln's case. It only made him look more appealing.

Besides flowers, Lincoln also offered a gift. It was placed in the center of the lily bouquet. It was a small, exquisite jewelry box.

"Ms. Walker, please accept this. It's our first tmeeting," he said, smiling brightly.

Charlotte and William had repeatedly reminded Lincoln that Natalie preferred to keep her identity as their real daughter private. Respecting her wishes, he addressed her as Ms. Walker.

However, he still brought a gift for her for their first meeting.

"Ms. Walker, please take it," he said, blinking playfully and giving his buzzed hair a quick pat. "I just finished filming, so my hair hasn't grown back yet. Once it does, I'll look even more handsome." Natalie smiled and took the gift, quietly noting how considerate the Walkers were of her wishes.

Everything she asked, they remembered and carried out. Anything she never mentioned, they silently handled for her. Maybe that was what real family was about.

She put the small box into her pocket. Then, she turned and fixed her gaze on Grace again. "Mrs. Langley Senior, your real granddaughter Selena is already back at the Langleys.

"You might have made simproper decisions before because you weren't in your right mind. But now that you're better, we can correct those mistakes." Though Natalie's tone was gentle, there was a chill in her eyes. She had given Grace a chance, but she continued to play ignorant.

"Mrs. Langley Senior, Walter is in Dithoria. Your son, daughter-in-law, and real granddaughter are here too. But since we're at Mr. Holden's house, we won't discuss it here. Let's find a tto set everything right."

"Nattie, what are you talking about? I don't understand. Why are you calling'Mrs. Langley Senior like t'mal stranger? I'm your grandmother," Grace said, looking hurt. "Nattie, was it something I did in the past when I wasn't myself? Did I hurt you somehow?"

"No." Natalie stepped forward and pulled a box of mini fruit tarts from her her bag, handing it to Grace. Mrs.

Langley Senior, these are for you. Actually, I don't like mini fruit tarts at all. I like chocolate."

She then turned to Charles with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, Grandpa Charles. I know it's Nude to bring s. I know it's these things up in your home. But I need to go with Mrs. Walker now. We have smatters to attend to." Without another glance at Grace, Natalie turned and headed for the door. She had only gone a few steps when Marcus hurried after her, blocking her path. "I apologize. Ms. Walker, may I have a word with you?" With that, he grabbed her wrist and steered her a short distance away.

"Mr. and Mrs. Walker, please stay here," he said, stopping Charlotte and William when they tried to follow. "Marcus, whatever it is, talk it over calmly. Don't scare her," Charlotte said anxiously.

She knew how coldly Marcus had treated Emma in the past and how decisively he had canceled their engagement. Who could say if he would do the sif he discovered Natalie was the real daughter of the Walkers? Charlotte didn't want to rush into arranging any marriage. She had only just found her daughter and longed to spend more twith her.

But if Natalie ended up liking Marcus, she might have to talk it over with Laura so they could rearrange the engagement.

While Charlotte was thinking this over, Marcus lowered his voice to speak to Natalie. "Ms. Walker, if you leave with the Walkers now, what about my grandfather's treatment this evening?" Natalie answered calmly, "Mr. Holden, I'm not going to live in the shouse with Mrs. Langley Senior. Either I stay, or she stays. You can make the choice."