Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 25

Natalia’s lips quivered slightly as Victor’s thinly veiled insults pierced the air, tinged with a perverse delight in her discomfort. Deep down, she knew she was supposed to be impervious to such barbs, yet a chill still crawled through her veins.

In their elite social circle, she was barely considered a person, a sentiment shared by the likes of Hamilton. She faced Victor, striving to appear unassailable.

“Usurping a nest? What are you implying?”

“It’s quite simple: you’ve snagged Eveleen’s spot, Ms. Jenkins. I always thought you had the sense to know your place, but you seem to be clueless.” Victor sneered.

With a laugh, Natalia retorted, “How absurd. If Hamilton wanted Eveleen back, do you really think I could take her place? Or do you suppose I have the power to sway Hamilton’s will? Since he chose to keep me, this position is rightfully mine. Aren’t you all being a bit too nosy?”

“And another thing.” she paused for effect. “if I’m the bitch here, what does that make a man like you, who can’t seem to stop thinking about me? A dog that can’t walk past the scent of meat? Or a worthless cur, itching for something you can’t have and ungrateful for what you get?”

Victor’s smirk vanished. He did yearn for Natalia, a longing that intensified ever since Hamilton made him listen to those suggestive noises over the phone. Now, Natalia’s brazen words ignited a fire within him. He promised himself that once he had her, he would humiliate her thoroughly before casting her aside. He wondered how sharp her tongue would be by then.

“Ms. Jenkins, do you even understand the meaning of shame?” he spat.

Standing up, Natalia retorted, “Why should I bother with shame when speaking to someone who knows none?”

With that, she left the garden, exhaling a sigh of relief only once she was out of sight. Back at the office, she caught Eveleen rifling through her purse, holding her antiabortifacient.

“Eveleen!” Natalia exclaimed, snatching the bottle back.

Eveleen smirked coldly. “What’s this, Natalia? Got a deadly disease?”

“It’s none of your business,” Natalia replied, tucking the medicine back into her bag.

“A child with any upbringing knows not to snoop through others‘ belongings. Is this the extent of your class?”

Laughing dismissively, Eveleen retorted, “I reserve manners for those who deserve them, not for a bastard like you.”

The word ‘bastard‘ stung Natalia, a label she had carried for years, one she never imagined would afflict her child.

Struggling to maintain her composure, Natalia didn’t want to argue, knowing it would end in her

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the shoot for the endorsement? It would save

trouble.”

incompetence has caused

are you available?” Natalia pressed

Talk to my

at the tight grip she had on her medication. She didn’t return to Hamilton’s office but instead called him and left the company. Once outside. she dialed another

rubbed her temples. The intentional stonewalling was painfully clear. Turning to Tess, she instructed, “Contact Lyra’s

are

chance. I want to leak some fake news and put some

emergency was way better than wasting time for nothing.

shaking her head. “She

and

dialed Lyra’s

Lyra’s brands, and we’ll

Gemstone. After all, scoring an endorsement from one of the top luxurious jewelry firms in the country means Lyra won’t have to run around shooting any other ads for at least

Fowler’s relationship with Eveleen. We don’t care much about her, but Mr. Fowler is the last person

hung up.

asked, “Any luck?”

promised the endorsement to Eveleen, no one

dialed another number, and a

intrusion. We’re looking to discuss a potential collaboration

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you have her reach out to me? Sure, thanks. How about

man chuckled. “Some time? Let’s do dinner tonight.

it is. I’ll book a place

Natalia’s fingers clenched her phone until

at Gideon Media. A sleazeball whose reputation for making his rounds with the artists was infamous in

dined with him twice,

were always part of the package. But Hamilton’s presence had kept him in check, preventing him from going too far