Chapter 8

“What’s up?” His voice was icy, his gaze landing squarely on her midriff.

Hamilton was always perceptive and suspicious. Natalla knew all too well that he must be harboring doubts, especially after the office gossip about someone on the twenty–sixth floor being pregnant.

Hamilton must have started suspecting her from that moment.

She had denied it, and he seemed to believe her–for the moment. But belief was fleeting.

Natalia hung her head low and said, “I haven’t eaten all day, feeling a bit queasy.”

Hamilton’s expression was unreadable as he took her by the nape, forcing her to meet his eyes, “Is it really just an upset stomach?”

Natalia’s gaze didn’t waver as she replied, “Really. Graham and I had a fallout, and I haven’t felt like eating. My stomach was already a bit off, and I guess I just had the soup too fast, and that’s why I felt like throwing up.”

Hamilton studied her, and after a long pause, he nodded, somewhat unconvinced. “Get it checked out tomorrow.”

Natalia stiffened slightly, “Okay.”

“Have the executive assistant take you.”

Natalia’s fingers clenched tightly, “Okay.”

Her lips pressed firmly together, but she couldn’t help probing.

“Do you suspect I’m pregnant, Mr. Fowler?”

Hamilton walked to the window and lit a cigarette, taking a drag before he finally spoke.

“It’s always good to be cautious, Ms. Jenkins. We’re in business, and the most important thing is integrity.”

The color drained from Natalia’s lips. Hamilton was reminding her not to breach their contract. There was, after all, an agreement between them.

“Mr. Fowler, you are right.”

She managed a laugh, feigning nonchalance. “Do you not like kids at all?”

Hamilton gave her a look, his gaze heavy. “Ms. Jenkins, aren’t you asking too many questions?” Natalia’s face tensed, aware she’d probably annoyed him again. Hamilton never liked her prying into his affairs. He never allowed her to delve into his private life. When it came to his personal matters, she was always kept at arm’s length.

To him, she was always an outsider, let alone discussing children or emotions.

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deep breath, exhaling slowly

reemerged moments later,

“Going out?”

“Yep.”

be

“No.”

without further

it to find a

been deposited into

bought with money, what room

text message, she transferred the money to Graham. Then, she called Scarlett.

Made up your mind?” Scarlett answered the phone.

not that easy to decide. This

it’s

that’s why it’s tough

Scarlett suddenly gossiped, “Do I

“Probably.”

I actually know this jerk?”

her friend’s outrage. “Haven’t you seen enough jerks?”

I say, stay away from meh, or you’ll end

a while before getting to

need

“What’s up?”

Tomorrow he’s sending his secretary with me for a check–up. Can you forge a

Scarlett fell silent.

Natalia frowned

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Hamilton’s?” Scarlett suddenly asked.

guess, but she had nothing to hide from Scarlett and simply admitted, “Yes, it’s

he pull some power move on you? That son of a gun looks all decent, but he’s

After a moment, she let out a bitter laugh. “It’s

did

“He’s been keeping me

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