All Chapters of Lost Heiress: Mr Right Offers Me a Second Chance: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

NATALIEI stared at the screen for what felt like an eternity.Seconds stretched into long minutes as my brain started to go haywire. My mother's name crawled lazily across the screen and I felt all the confidence I had managed to gather fraying at the sides. Surely she wasn't calling because she wanted to know how I was doing. This must have something to do with Vanessa and the competition.My finger hovered between the answer and reject icon as my heart hammered even louder. The call ended and I released the breath I hadn't realized I was holding.But I had barely gone two steps before it started ringing again. This time, it was father. My hand shook slightly but I tucked the phone into my pocket without picking the call. I was done making foolish decisions for the sake of peace. I was going to stand my ground this time even if that meant going against my parents.I returned to my apartment and got down to work. The competition was in three days and I was still coming up with new sk

NATALIE I had never felt so hot in my life. I should back away or something, but my feet stayed rooted to the floor. He was staring at me, a twinkle of desire in his eyes. I gulped hard, feeling my body reacting in ways I hadn't imagined possible until now. I tried to keep my eyes fixed on his face, but my gaze kept dropping to his toned arms and rock hard chest. How it would feel to reach out and touch him. Suddenly, I wanted to trace my fingers along the lines of his abdomen, to rest my head on his shoulders, and to feel those arms circle around me. What was I even thinking? I must be going crazy. It was a struggle to pull my eyes back up to his face but I managed it. His hair fell to his face, wet and sticky and a few drops of water trailed down his neck. I wanted to flick them away, or maybe I wanted to be the water instead. Anything to be touching his skin. Natalie, please! I should say something. My brain was screaming loudly, filtering through appropriate sentences to

NATALIEI furiously thumbed through the contacts on my phone, searching for Vanessa's number, my fingers shaking violently and my chest heaving like I had just completed a marathon.She was stupid if she thought she could do something like this and get away with it. Was this what Lucas had meant when he told me I'd regret it?I dialed her number, pressing my phone to my ear and tapping a foot impatiently on the floor. It wasn't going through. I wouldn't put it past her to block my number after setting my office on fire.My pulse quickened, my nerves firing at a faster speed than usual and as much as I tried to calm down, I couldn't help the fury that had lodged itself between my chest. She hated me and I expected her to try to hurt me, but going as far as to touch the Gravestone's property? I wasn't sure if she was reckless or just foolish.I stopped in front of the elevator without pressing the button and called her line again. This time, it went through. I listened to the monotonous

MALCOLMI stared at Valen. It made absolutely no sense that he was suddenly going on a business trip, especially at a time like this.The competition was coming up quickly and after the incident in Natalie's office, everyone else seemed to be more on guard. He was my best friend but I had a hard time understanding him sometimes."You're not running away, are you?" I teased as I followed him into the airport.He looked at me, an eyebrow arched. He had been lost in thoughts throughout the ride here and even now, he had the bewildered look of someone who had been rudely pulled out of his own mind.I nodded at the black suitcase he wheeled behind him. It was already suspicious enough that he was going alone, without a secretary or even an assistant to help with tasks like wheeling his suitcase for him."Come on, you know I can't run away and leave my family behind," he said, his lips curling into a small smile that barely touched his eyes.I had known him for long enough to be able to tel

NATALIEI groaned, turning over and plucking two fingers into my ears.The alarm was jarringly loud and all I wanted to do was sleep some more. The high pitched ringing stopped and I exhaled, pressing my head snugly into my soft pillow.But it wasn't soft at all. It felt like I was resting my head on a rock. A flat, smooth stretch of stone. I let out a moan as my eyes slowly fluttered open. It was bright all around and I squinted. When had I even fallen asleep?The last I remembered was Malcolm launching into a speech about CAD and DLP processes. Malcolm...I yawned, attempting to stretch to my full length when it hit me that not only was I on the couch, my head was resting on Malcolm's sleeping frame. At first I froze and then I jumped up with a strangled yelp as the sound of my alarm pierced through the air again.I groped around for my phone, hoping to silence the ringing before it got Malcolm awake but to my greatest horror, Malcolm's eyes flew open at that moment. He stared at me