Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

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Natalia was stunned by Scarlett’s words. She let out a sarcastic chuckle. “How is that even possible?”

Anyone who had seen Hamilton with Eveleen wouldn’t dream of saying such a thing. If there was anything in the world Hamilton couldn’t part with, it was Eveleen. His tenderness was reserved for Eveleen alone.

“Why not?” Scarlett persisted.

Natalia didn’t want to dwell on it and quickly changed the subject. “It’s been ages since we grabbed a bite together. What are you in the mood for? My treat.”

Sure enough, the mention of food successfully distracted Scarlett.

“Let me think…”

Scarlett eventually picked a trendy bistro.

They chatted and laughed as they entered the restaurant, only to run into Victor, who had a girl by his side.

Victor’s gaze flickered when he saw Natalia walk in.

Natalia ignored him and continued inside with Scarlett, heading to a table far from where Victor was sitting. Once they were seated, Scarlett excused herself to the restroom. That was when Victor came over and took Scarlett’s seat.

“Ms. Jenkins, what a coincidence.”

Natalia stared at the menu, not bothering to look up.

“Not really, Mr. Henkel. You could’ve pretended not to see me.”

Victor chuckled. “Why the cold shoulder?”

Natalia finally looked up. “We don’t get along. You do know that, don’t you, Mr. Henkel?”

“How is that? We always used to have such good conversations.”

Natalia felt a headache coming on.

used to get along just fine, but ever since her relationship with Hamilton was made

had a hunch about what he was thinking – if she was a good

with anyone for money, then he couldn’t be bothered to keep up the pretense. He

twisted game was probably a common trait among his crowd of trust fund kids – treating her like a plaything, despising her

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Mr. Henkel. I don’t think there’s anything left

want to know what happened between Hamilton and Eveleen

she had tossed and turned in bed, telling herself not to think about it. But the thoughts

don’t want to know, and you don’t need to tell

running away help. Ms. Jenkins? Last time I mentioned the phrase ‘usurping the nest‘, you denied it. But deep

up yet, everyone knows they were an item. It’s all above. board. And you? How many people has Hamilton let in on your little

like it was being shredded, the pain almost numbing.

“So what?”

keep hanging around

She looked at Victor. “You know it, Mr. Henkel. I’m just

I’m not insane.”

you before, I can match his price. Natalia, give me a

“Really? Even if I did name a price, would you dare take Mr.

about that, Ms. Jenkins. Mr. Fowler said if I can get you to meet with me, then you’re mine for the taking.

buzzed, her face turning ghostly pale. She suppressed the turmoil in her

and detached, had a fierce possessive streak. If she threatened to leave, it would undoubtedly upset him. In his anger, it wouldn’t be surprising if he said something like that. Just like that night at Crest Club when he had

still interested in

you, and he told me to

sharp, and it sliced into Natalia’s hand. A bright red

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maintaining a final shred of dignity, and gave Victor

undeterred by her blatant rejection and disdain.

the privilege to set a price. Once Hamilton kicks you to the curb, you’ll just be a plaything for anyone’s amusement,

back, smirking

find a new benefactor while you

Victor stood and left.

menu, now with a deep shade