Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 68

Natalia shot a glance at Hamilton, the muscles in her jaw tightening as she fought back a surge of anger and managed to mutter, “Nothing.”

Eveleen had gone to visit her mother, and the last thing Natalia needed was for Hamilton to catch wind of it. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how to explain it without stirring up a hornet’s nest.

The threats Lucinda had hurled their way years ago still haunted her. She couldn’t possibly tell Hamilton that she was Patrick’s daughter. That would mean turning her back on her mother’s well–being.

Eveleen was probably banking on that very fact, which is why she felt emboldened to visit her mother so brazenly.

Seeing her reluctance to speak, Hamilton didn’t press the issue. He wasn’t particularly interested in Natalia’s family drama. Especially that Graham.

In truth, Hamilton was somewhat curious about how Natalia’s mother had ever fallen for a man like that. He had never met Natalia’s mother, who had been lying in the ICU ever since he’d known Natalia.

But judging by Natalia’s features, her mother must’ve been a looker. What did such an

attractive woman see in Graham?

He wondered aloud, “What on earth did your mother see in Graham?”

Natalia’s lips tightened. What did she see in Graham? She must’ve been charmed by his facade at first.

Graham had been particularly kind to Tatiana in the beginning. Although not wealthy, he would wait for Tatiana after work and indulge her in little luxuries she craved but wouldn’t dare spend on. His punctuality, his warmth during chilly evenings were his trick to trap women. Having wandered through life for so long, Tatiana probably yearned for some semblance of warmth.

So, under Graham’s persistent courtship, she had agreed to be with him. And since Graham had never been married before, it made Tatiana, with her daughter in tow, feel even more out of his league.

Natalia’s gaze fell, masking the sad emotions in her eyes. “My mother married him with me in

tow.‘

Hamilton was taken aback. This was new to him. He had always assumed that Graham was Natalia’s biological father. Despite the lack of resemblance, he never doubted Graham’s paternity.

“Your mother was divorced? Who’s your biological father then?”

Natalia scoffed coldly, “It wasn’t a divorce. She was dumped before they ever married. He fell for some heiress and tossed my mom aside like leftovers.”

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stories were all too common to him.

abandoning women for profit was sadly a societal norm. Women without power or pedigree often

to him that Natalia’s family was one of those stories.

further interest in prying for more

he said gently, “Get some rest. Call me

in response,

got up to change

realized that Scarlett might have been onto something.

Patrick were likely eager for Eveleen to reconcile with

had climbed the ranks through marriage, he had been relentless in his ambition to ascend

families were a tough

entrenched and powerful, with a reach that extended into both politics and business. As the de facto head of the Fowler family, Hamilton

dreamed of securing such a powerful alliance for his daughter. Yet Hamilton showed no signs of wanting to reconcile

much Patrick and Lucinda fretted, they were

reaction if he knew

washed over

drive.” she said

eyebrow. He handed her his tie and said, “Don’t just talk a good game, Ms. Jenkins.”

hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward to knot it for

to step back. But Hamilton suddenly grasped her waist, his gaze falling on her slender collarbone, “Ms.

nonchalantly,

her brow to question

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Chapter 68

until Natalia started to struggle, and only then

from his kiss, Natalla heard Hamilton chuckle softly, his finger tracing

you need anything.”

dodged his touch and gave back

pulled her back for one more

but she didn’t dwell on it. In the end, it was all just a

herself at home. After nearly a month of

from the gigs with Lionel, she had been picking up a bunch of translation side

numbers in her bank account creep up, she felt a sense

Hamilton doled out, but it brought her a different kind of