Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 63

Hamilton’s mood had been stormy, a tempest brooding behind his steely gaze since the moment Victor had brought up Natalia. A nagging irritation crept up his spine, an unwelcome guest that refused to leave.

He had convinced himself that Victor’s comments were water off a duck’s back. After all, he had no real intentions of getting serious with Natalia. When their contract expired, she would simply move on to the next man, a mere transaction of affection for financial gain. Hamilton had never planned to let it get personal.

So, when others had shown interest in Natalia, it had rolled off him without leaving a trace. All that mattered was that she understood her place and didn’t step out of line during their arrangement.

But Victor’s blatant, repeated displays of lust had begun to grate on him like an itch he couldn’t scratch.

Glancing at his phone, he punched in a number.

“What’s up?”

Hamilton’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly. “Find something for Victor to keep busy with.”

Alden was shocked. “What?”

He could hardly believe his ears. Victor might as well have been family to Hamilton; the two had grown up together, and their bond was supposed to be solid.

Why would Hamilton suddenly find trouble with Victor?

“Didn’t you understand me? I said, find him something to do!” Hamilton’s voice had grown. colder, more distant.

Alden paused, weighing his words. “Why, though? Did something happen?”

“Nothing.” Hamilton suppressed his annoyance with the flat reply.

“But why go after Victor out of the blue? If he traces it back to us, It’s going to be awkward. moving forward.”

Hamilton lit a cigarette, the flame from his lighter casting a flickering shadow across his chiseled face, etching the contours of his discontent.

“Can’t do it? If you can’t, I’ll find someone who can.”

Alden felt a chill. He could sense his brother’s vexation, the undercurrent of unease.

After a pause, he asked cautiously, “How far do you want me to go?”

the stakes were personal. Hamilton took a

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Chapter 61

in meddling

he

bed. She was about to sift through her fan group for Eveleen when a message pinged on her phone. It was a

willing to pass her my way.”

Victor was referring

Hamilton’s response be?

a long pause, Hamilton’s voice

a go, find Ms. Jenkins yourself. Like I’ve said before, if she’s up for it, I won’t

until her knuckles turned white. The offhand cruelty in Hamilton’s voice hurt like a dull knife twisting in her chest.

before, but hearing them firsthand was

didn’t care–not one bit. Otherwise, how could he say

was up for it,

he keep warning her not

tried to muster a calm response to Victor’s

you heard him. That’s straight from Hamilton’s mouth.”

she forced herself to remain

Henkel? If you’re so capable, tell Hamilton

loose!”

he let go of a woman so easily accessible? But you, Ms.

scoffed coldly. “Whether there’s a point or not

is my business, Ms. Jenkins. I’m waiting for

you disgusts me. Taking those photos of me, sending them to Hamilton, and now this recording… Your scheming is

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what if I am? ‘Despicable‘ is a man’s middle name. How about this? Sleep with me just once, and I won’t tell Hamilton. I’ll leave you

“Get lost!”

contemplated calling Hamilton,

angry over her casual conversations with others? If he did care, why would he speak to Victor

in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to dial.

sapped her very courage to question it.