The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 2050

So it was that when eighteen-year-old Penn discovered that Natalie, his emotional pillar, was the one behind it all, he was both shocked and overwhelmed.

On his eighteenth birthday, which also coincided with the day he received a prestigious award, Penn was overjoyed. He eagerly anticipated his annual birthday gift and letter, and couldn't wait to share his big achievement with the sender.

However, by sheer coincidence, he saw Natalie backstage after receiving his award.

Natalie looked nothing like she did on television. Clad in a simple dress, her hair white with age, she stood alongside his mentor.

Penn immediately hid.

As they conversed and passed by him, Penn overheard his mentor ask Natalie, "You still don't want to see Penn? After all these years and all the help you've given him, he's been looking forward to meeting you."d2

"Perhaps... it's better not to meet now. There's plenty of time ahead."

Penn couldn’t quite recall what he was thinking at that moment. All he remembered was storming out. Anger, confusion, shame. A torrent of emotions came crashing down.

Natalie's bodyguard pinned him down on the icy floor as he approached her.

"Natalie, you murderer! I don't need your charity!” Penn struggled and screamed, “Why did you kill my parents!”

Chaos ensued, and the award ceremony was cancelled.

After Natalie left, Penn stared at the suitcase for a long time. He remembered it from his childhood; the faded scribbles on it were his own, made when he was a mischievous child. His parents never scolded him for it. His dad even held him up high, praising his early talent, saying he might become a great artist someday.

Tears pricked at Penn's eyes as he opened the suitcase. Inside, he found some documents, a key, and several well-preserved memory cards.

Penn remembered how his parents always saved their work with camera. His father once wrote, "Words can record events, but they can hardly capture emotions. That's why I prefer using images to document my work diaries."

Penn was a smart kid and immediately knew what the memory cards were. He took a long vacation and returned to the house where he lived with his parents.

His grandparents had always seen the place as a nightmare, a painful reminder of their loss. They couldn't bring themselves to sell it, but they never visited either.