The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 181 She Can't Stay? Natalie's expression turned icy for a fleeting moment before she quickly returned to her usual calm and indifferent demeanor. Taking out her phone, she began scrolling through old photos of herself and Grace.

"I need to make a trip to the Langley residence. But I'm busy right now and can't go. Mason, since you're on break, could you helpwith this? "Oh, and remember, the Langley family is cunning and malicious. They've druggedbefore. If you're going, take extra care and bring a few bodyguards." Natalie sent several messages to Mason, detailing the items she needed to retrieve from the Langley residence. She hadn't planned on taking them before because of Grace. Back then, she always thought Grace would eventually recover and return to the Langley residence. Leaving her things there, especially the photos, allowed her to look at them whenever she missed her. It gave her something to remember Natalie by.

More than that, it gave Natalie an excuse to visit the Langley family, to pick up her belongings and see Grace. But now, it seemed there was no need for any of that.

"Sure! No problem at all," Mason assured her, thumping her chest confidently. "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." "Nat, do you want to visit Timothy's club to unwind?" Timothy suggested, pulling out his phone and showing Natalie a photo album. "Look, these are sof the players at the club-fresh faces everywhere. If you like any of them, I will help you set it up." Before Natalie could respond, Lincoln pushed Timothy aside. "Stop dragging Nat into trouble," he scolded. "She's still young. No need to rush into a relationship." Natalie nodded in agreement. "Lincoln is right. I'm in no hurry to date right now." She had too many other things to focus on. To her, romance was entirely optional.

"Here, for you," Timothy said, presenting a sleek, compact laptop to Natalie.

"Open it up. This is the laptop bag. These are the matching keyboard, mouse, mouse pad, and headphones." Natalie opened the laptop. When it booted up, an animated caricature of herself appeared on the screen-a smaller version of Natalie with a large head, a small body, and a pink dress, twirling with red hydrangeas in her hands.

"Hello, Natalie! I'm Nattie, here to accompany you from now on!" The sweet, childlike voice greeted her.

Natalie looked up at Timothy, who was grinning indulgently.

"I designed it myself. Do you like it? If not, I can tweak it." "I love it." A smile crept onto Natalie's lips. The animated character was unmistakably modeled after her— cute, adorable, and full of charm.

"There's no need to change anything." She tested the laptop and found it had high specs, running incredibly smoothly. Even running heavy games would be no problem. Natalie carefully shut it down and put it away, her smile growing wider.

"Thank you, Timothy," she said.

"It's great that you like it," Timothy replied, his grin matching hers.

Lincoln, however, looked less than pleased. He had given Natalie gifts too, yet she hadn't even swiped the card once.

If shopping wasn't her thing, he would just have to get every luxury brand he endorsed and hand them over to her. Whether she liked them or not, those items were valuable. And if he added his autograph, their resale value would skyrocket.

Women liked money, didn't they? After all, while money wasn't everything, life without it was impossible.

As the siblings chatted, they soon arrived at the hospital.

From the moment Victor carried Grace away, Lincoln had assigned the Walker family's bodyguards to follow them. As a result, they knew exactly which hospital and room Grace was in.

The van parked in the underground lot. Lincoln, still wearing his hat and mask, prepared to get out when Natalie stopped him.

"Lincoln, you can wait for us in the car. The hospital is crowded." Unlike at the hotel, where Selena and Tyler got engaged, Grace had arranged for people to keep watch, and those who attended were just hired extras paid by the Langley family.

Those actors only cared about their paychecks and wouldn't have noticed Lincoln at all.

But a hospital was a public place. It was completely different. Natalie didn't want her personal matters to cause any trouble for Lincoln. She could tell he truly cared for her.

"Nat, my disguise is flawless," Lincoln said.

"I know, but I'd still prefer if you waited in the car. Please, for me?" Since Natalie had asked, how could Lincoln refuse? "Alright, alright. I'll wait here in the car. If anything happens, callright away. I've cleared off my schedule for an entire week. Once you're done, I can take you out for sfun." "Sounds great!" Natalie agreed readily. "I'll cfind you once I'm finished." "Deal." "Then we'll head in now." "Go on." Natalie, Timothy, and Mason got out of the car. They entered the elevator, pressing the button for the eighth floor.

After Victor brought Grace to the hospital, she underwent a series of examinations. The doctors said there was no serious issue, but Grace appeared fatigued. Victor had the doctors arrange a private room for her to rest.

The elevator arrived on the eighth floor with a soft ding. The doors slid open, and Natalie stepped out first, and Natalie with Timothy and Mason flanking her on either side like personal bodyguards. However, the three siblings' striking appearances and elegant demeanor caught the attention of everyone they passed.

The Walker family bodyguard, who had been tailing Victor and Grace, immediately stepped forward when they saw the trio.

"Ms. Natalie, Mr. Timothy, Mr. Mason, the Langley family is in the last room down this hall." "Lead the way."

The bodyguard guided them to Grace's room in no time. Natalien approached the door and knocked three times. Without waiting for a response, she pushed the door open.

Inside, Grace lay on the hospital bed, an IV drip attached to the back of her hand, administering nutrients. The moment she saw Natalie, Grace sat up straight. "Nattie, you're here," she said, her voice choking with emotion as her eyes reddened. "Nattie." Natalie walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down. Her gaze shifted to Victor, her lips curving into a faint, detached smile.

"Mr. Langley, I assMrs. Langley Senior isn't in any serious condition?" Victor looked at her with a bitter expression. "Natalie, now that you've found your biological family, must you draw such a clear line with us? "You've already ruined Selena and Tyler's engagement. Can't you just let us go?" Natalie's smile turned mocking. "That's an interesting choice of words, Mr. Langley. Was it reallywho ruined Selena's engagement?" She chuckled, her tone biting. "In the past, I misunderstood you, Mr. Langley. As it turns out, you're the most conscientious person in the Langley family." "Nattie..." Grace's voice trembled. "Can I no longer keep you with me?"