Chapter 83 The More Ambiguous It Is, the Closer We Become

Natalie attempted to push Marcus away, but he swiftly seized her wrist instead. "Mr. Langley, just endure it for a moment," he said coolly. Her patience snapped, and she raised her hand to slap him. She couldn't tolerate his antics any longer. But Marcus, faster than her fury, caught her wrist mid-air. "Don't be impulsive," he said, his voice low but firm. "Remember, Mrs. Langley Senior is still in Aunt Charlotte's hands." Natalie exhaled deeply, her mind spinning with frustration and restraint. After a beat, she finally relented. "Fine, then let go of me." Marcus loosened his grip, though his hand lingered lightly around her waist. "Relax. I'm not even touching you. You're just overly tense." Natalie glanced down, noticing that his hand barely grazed her clothing. Yet earlier, she could have sworn she felt the warmth of his palm. She wondered if she was imagining things and truly that on edge. "What are you two... doing?" The voice startled them. William, who had walked ahead