The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 193 The Walker Group Welcomes Their True Daughter Natalie's words left Ophelia momentarily speechless.

Since Natalie founded Nouvelle Zara, the luxury fashion brand beca favorite among socialites and wealthy women, known for its stunning and versatile designs.

As the former "beloved daughter" of the Walker family, Emma had always been personally attended to by Ophelia herself. She knew firsthand how much the Walker family had adored Emma.

Now, learning that Natalie was the real Walker daughter while Emma was an impostor-and knowing how hard Natalie's life had been with the Langleys-Ophelia couldn't help but feel indignant on Natalie's behalf.

But Natalie's calm response made Ophelia feel small-minded. Not everyone was like Serena, driven by jealousy and spite. Natalie was generous and kind.

The ping of a notification broke the silence. Ophelia glanced at her phone and froze. "Boss, look at this." She turned her screen toward Natalie, showing a breaking news alert "The Walker Group Welcomes Their True Daughter! A Grand WelcParty Is Just Around the Corner!" Natalie glanced at her phone, where the snotification had appeared. She could only imagine how much Charlotte had spent to push the announcement as it shot straight to the top of the trending list. Likes, shares, and comments were flooding in at an unbelievable rate.

"Boss, this welcparty is no small affair," Ophelia marveled.

The Walkers invited the most prominent people in the city, and they were even streaming it live on multiple media platforms.

In addition to hosting the welcparty at an entire hotel, the Walker family planned to hold another, more intimate event at the Walker Manor.

The party at the Walker Manor would have a much smaller guest list, limited to select attendees.

For Natalie, the day would be packed from morning to night. From the moment she woke up, Charlotte would pull her along for styling sessions, with dozens of gowns prepared for the occasion. However, Natalie had no idea what those gowns looked like just yet.

What she did notice, though, was a new order request in her email inbox.

Charlotte was the sender. She requested for a piece that was extremely stunning and a one-of-a-kind.

Natalie happened to have a new gown design that fit the bill. The concept was inspired by a dazzling starry sky, with every piece designed to be breathtakingly beautiful and utterly unique.

She sent Charlotte a few sketches for review. It didn't take long for Charlotte to approve them immediately, even offering to pay extra to ensure the dress was completed as quickly as possible-ideally before the Walker family's welcparty.

Natalie accepted the order. With the event just a week away, it would mean working overtime, but she and her team could pull it off in time.

"Boss, the Walkers are sparing no expense on publicity," Ophelia remarked. "But they haven't revealed anything about you. All the headlines just say 'true daughter,' with no details." Natalie smirked faintly. "My parents want to make up for lost time. I've been avoiding the spotlight for a while, and now that I've finally agreed, they're taking the chance to celebrate. It's their way of showing the world how much I mean to them." Ophelia thought back to the first tshe and Natalie visited the Walker Manor. Her face fell at the memory. "People can really change their tune, huh? Back then, they wouldn't even let us through the front gate. Now they're acting all warm and loving." Realizing she'd overstepped, Ophelia quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, boss. That was out of line." "It's fine," Natalie said, brushing it off. Ophelia wasn't wrong.

When she first visited the Walker Manor, she'd seen Charlotte and Emma together, the picture of a doting mother and daughter. She'd felt nothing for Charlotte then, no connection or warmth.

But as tpassed and they spent more ttogether, her feelings toward Charlotte had gradually softened. The biggest difference was that Charlotte hadn't turned cold or dismissive because of Emma. Unlike Grace, who pretended to adore Natalie while secretly exploiting her, Charlotte had shown nothing but sincerity.

Natalie had once thought Grace truly loved her. She hadn't cared that Serena was the favorite because Grace's affection had seemed enough. But after seeing a video of Grace and Victor watching as she was being bled for Serena, Natalie's illusions shattered. From that moment on, Natalie had locked away any feelings of affection she might've had for Grace.

She didn't want love that was fake. She didn't want favoritism built on lies and manipulation.

And she knew one thing for sure if Charlotte, William, or her brothers ever betrayed or deceived her, she wouldn't hesitate to cut them off.

For those who treated her well, she would return the kindness tenfold. But for those who hurt her, she'd make sure they regretted it.

Call her obsessive, call her cold-hearted-it didn't matter. That was who she was.

Ophelia had been with Natalie since the beginning of Nouvelle Zara. She'd handled countless tasks personally when Natalie was unavailable and had becsomeone Natalie could trust completely.

Ophelia was more than a subordinate; she was more like a sister. Natalie remembered how Ophelia had cried when Milan brought Natalie hafter rescuing her.

"Boss," Ophelia started hesitantly, "Mrs. Walker-your mom-is coming to Nouvelle Zara headquarters later to discuss future orders. Do you want her to know you're the owner?" Natalie thought for a moment before shaking her head. "No need." "Just handle it like you always do. There's no reason for her to know I own Nouvelle Zara."

Though Natalie was both the owner and lead designer of Nouvelle Zara, she rarely worked on designs herself anymore unless the payment was substantial. Ironically, many of Emma's previous gowns had been designed by Natalie herself-William had paid handsomely for them.

Now that Charlotte was coming to

discuss future orders, Natalie was certain Ophelia would refuse any new orders for Emma without hesitation. Even if Natalie chose not to target En".

Emma, Charlotte, as her biological mother, shouldn't allow Emma's status, position, or treatment to surpass Natalie's. Ophelia's expression shifted between determination and hesitation, but Natalie didn't comment. Instead, she focused on sketching a few more designs.

"Give these to my mother when she arrives," Natalie said, handing the sketches to Ophelia.

"Alright, boss," Ophelia replied.

She then took a look at the sketches and gasped. The first design featured a strapless gown with purple petals elegantly cascading down a shimmering silver tulle skirt.

The petals delicately bloomed around.

the waist, and the layered fabric created a voluminpix's yet graceful silhouette. Paired with a tiara made of baby's breath, the dress exuded an ethereal, fairy-like charm.