The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 217 She Wants to Be Marcus' Grandmother Natalie accepted Charles's gift and handed it to Connie, asking her to put it away safely.

"Grandpa Charles, let's rest for a bit. After that, I'll take you to the hospital." "Alright." Charles studied Natalie for a moment before asking, "Nattie, your medical skills are incredible. Why do you go to such lengths to keep your identity hidden?" Natalie fell silent.

There was a reason she kept a low profile-one she couldn't afford to ignore.

After a long pause, she finally spoke. "Grandpa Charles, human nature can be cruel. I can't afford to take that gamble." She was young, not like other highly respected, seasoned medical experts.

More importantly, she was a woman.

People's prejudice ran deep. Scouldn't accept that a woman could surpass them in skill. That kind of resentment often bred sabotage from the shadows.

To avoid unnecessary trouble and follow the advice of her mentor, Federrick, Natalie had always practiced medicine under the alias, Elim.

It was a nFederrick had chosen for her.

By disguising herself-sometimes as a man, sometimes altering her appearance --she had cultivated an air of mystery around Elim.

And with mystery creverence.

The more elusive she was, the more unreachable she seemed. That way, when she saved someone, she would be met with respect and awe.

Charles nodded in understanding.

Even at Holden Residence, whenever Natalie performed acupuncture on him, no one was allowed near the bedroom except Sheldon, Connie, and occasionally Marcus.

Sheldon was tight-lipped, Connie wouldn't speak recklessly, and as for Marcus-if he gave his word, he would keep it.

Even after Natalie had been living at Holden Residence for quite stime, none of the helpers knew what she did.

Most simply assumed she was destined to be the future Mrs. Holden.

After all, she was the first woman Marcus had ever brought home.

As for the young man who had arrived before her? No one knew what had happened to him. He had simply vanished without a trace.

Rumors swirled among the staff in hushed whispers.

Sspeculated that the first guest-the young man-had been Marcus' true love. And perhaps, unable to escape society's constraints, he had disappeared... possibly fleeing to Talandia.

Then, after returning from Talandia, he had somehow transformed into the beautiful young woman now living at the residence.

Of course, the Holden Residence staff were all professionally trained. Even if they had their suspicions, they would never dare discuss them openly.

Natalie was discreet and had a pleasant temperament.

Though she had been living at Holden Residence, she never acted arrogantly or ordered the helpers around.

Naturally, the entire household had hoped she would officially becthe future Mrs. Holden.

But once they discovered she was the long-lost heiress of the Walkers, all they could do was sigh in disappointment.

Even Charles and Sheldon had privately discussed the matter a few times.

And every time, their conversations ended the sway-with a long, silent sigh as they looked at each other.

No one could tell whether Marcus calling off the engagement was a good thing or bad.

Charles let out a quiet sigh in his heart, then reached under his pillow, pulled out a business card, and handed it to Natalie.

"Nattie, this is Sophia Sinclair's card. Last time, Marcus' aunt-my daughter, Cassie-brought her here to see me." Charles typically avoided meddling in other people's affairs, but Cassie had dragged Sophia to him and knelt in front of him for a long time.

She made it clear-unless he agreed to help, she wouldn't get up.

After being kicked out of Balford, Cassie behaved herself for a while.

But now, she had returned and this time, bringing Sophia with her. She was convinced that Charles must have found the legendary doctor, Elim.

As for Jessy, Cassie hadn't given up on her either. Instead, she had instructed her to lay low for now.

Once enough thad passed for Marcus to forget about her, she would gradually bring Jessy back into play.

Charles never had much patience for Cassie, but when it cto Sophia, he couldn't help feeling a twinge of sympathy.

He had watched the Sinclair siblings grow up.

Every year during the holidays, Ivan Sinclair and Samantha Blair would visit him with gifts, bringing along their children-Sophia and Samuel-to pay their respects.

So when Sophia cto him for help, Charles couldn't help but soften.

However, without Natalie's consent, he couldn't make any promises. He simply told Sophia that if the opportunity arose, he would do what he could.

Grateful, she had left him her business card.

Now, as Charles handed the card to Natalie, he watched her closely.

She didn't even glance at it, her expression unreadable. For a moment, Charles couldn't tell whether she was upset or simply indifferent.

"Nattie, if you don't want to deal with this, you don't have to," he said with a sigh. She ctofor help and while I didn't give her an answer, I can't help but feel sorry for the girl." "I understand, Grandpa Charles," Natalie replied, passing the card to Connie. "I'll handle it my way." "Alright." "Grandpa Charles, now that you've had enough rest, let's head to the hospital." "Alright." Natalie took Charles to Hector's hospital. After the tests were completed, she didn't say a word. She simply handed the scans to Hector.

He examined them carefully before sitting down with them to discuss the results.

"Mr. Holden Senior, your health is excellent. Your heart is in good condition." "Is that so?" "Yes," Hector confirmed with certainty.

"Mr. Holden Senior, may I ask where you found the doctor who treated you?" Charles glanced at Natalie. Her expression remained calm, showing no intention of admitting anything.

Thus, Charles let out a chuckle. "Oh, that? You'll have to ask Marcus. He was the one who found the doctor. I don't know a thing." "I see." Hector sighed, a little disappointed.

He had a deep appreciation for medical talent and spent a fortune each year recruiting top graduates from prestigious universities.

If he could track down the doctor who had treated Charles, he wouldn't hesitate to offer an enormous sum to bring them into his private hospital.

But since Charles wasn't talking, there was no point in pressing the issue. He could always ask Marcus later.

"Since everything looks good, we'll be heading back now," Charles said.

"Alright, Mr. Holden Senior. Be careful on your way out." As Natalie was about to leave, Hector pulled her aside and lowered his voice.

"Nat, why are you here with Mr.

Holden Senior? Marcus already called off your engagement, yet you're still hanging around his grandfather.

You're not planning to... becMarcus' grandmothe you?" are Natalie's eyes widened in disbelief. "Hector, do you even hear yourself right now?" Outside, Charles was waiting with Sheldon's support.

Hector glanced in their direction, then leaned in closer. "I mean, Mr. Holden Senior treats you very differently from everyone else." Natalie was speechless.

But Hector wasn't done. "Look, I'm an open-minded guy. If you do want to be Marcus' grandmother, I fully support you.

"Think about it, he dumps you, and

you hit him with supercharged payback by becoming his grandma and stripping him or his status as heir. That would be legendary. One day he breaks off the engagement, the next, he has to call you Grandma. Just thinking about it is so damn satisfying!" Natalie was completely speechless.

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