The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 290

Emma sat on her hospital bed, looking every bit the deranged mess she'd become. Outside her room, the guards stationed at the door didn't so much as flinch at her screaming or sobbing. However, the moment she tried to leave the room, they'd grab her without hesitation and toss her right back inside.

And yes, toss her they did—no kindness, no restraint, just pure brute force.

Clutching her phone, Emma scrolled through the photos and videos flooding her inbox. Every single one featured Marcus and Natalie. There were shots of them laughing together, standing close, and even some of them at the Walker family party, where Natalie was the center of attention.

One particularly grating video showed Natalie walking arm-in-arm with Charlotte, the two of them looking eerily alike. Their smiles were identical, and their mannerisms synced. Anyone watching would immediately believe Natalie was Charlotte's biological daughter.

But if Natalie was Charlotte's real daughter, then what did that make Emma? She had been the one raised by the Walkers for 20 years, hadn't she? Did that count for nothing?

Her anger bubbled over as she repeatedly tried calling Charlotte, but every attempt was met with the same robotic voicemail message, "The number you've dialed is unavailable. Please try again later."

Emma gritted her teeth. She knew what that meant. Charlotte had blocked her. Desperate, she tried calling William, but his phone also sent her to voicemail.

"Unbelievable!" Emma growled, her voice shaking with rage. "You can't just cut me off like this! I don't believe it!"

One by one, she dialed the Walker brothers. None of their numbers went through except for Sky's. But even though his phone rang, he didn't answer. That was a first. He'd never ignored her calls before.

For the first time, genuine fear crept into Emma's heart. She could feel it in her bones—this time, she was truly being cast out of the Walker family.

Her thoughts were interrupted by voices outside the door.

"Mr. Holden, Ms. Walker…"

Emma froze, her grip on her phone tightening. She looked up just as the door swung open. Marcus walked in first, with Natalie right behind him.

"What are you doing here?" Emma blurted out, her voice unsteady.

Natalie didn't answer. She strode up to the bed, snatched the phone out of Emma's hands, and began scrolling through the photos. Her expression darkened as she swiped through image after image of herself and Marcus.

These weren't the photos Olivia had taken—the ones they'd agreed Marcus would send to Emma. These were entirely different, taken from inside the Walker residence.

"There are still spies in the Walker family," Natalie said flatly, more to herself than anyone else. Her fingers moved quickly as she deleted every photo and video. Then she reset the phone, wiped the cloud accounts, and ensured there was no trace of the files left.

Satisfied, she tossed the phone onto the couch like it was trash. "This phone was bought with money from Walker's family. I'm taking it back."

"You can't do that!" Emma shouted, her voice shrill. "It's mine! You can't just take my stuff!"