Chapter 93

Hamilton glanced at Natalia, then said. “A colleague from the office.”

The man let out a laugh. “Oh, a colleague, huh? I almost took her for your girlfriend!”

Hamilton didn’t take the bait. Turning to Natalia, he made the introduction. “Caspian Spiegel, the managing partner at Think Law Associates.”

Natalia recognized the man from television.

Think Law Associates was a leading law firm handling high–profile economic disputes and celebrity divorces. Rumors had it that its head was both shrewd and ruthless, never losing a

case.

Yet, standing before the urbane Caspian, she found him disarmingly genteel. His light–colored suit made a stark contrast to Hamilton’s somber presence.

Indeed, looks could be deceiving.

She greeted him with a nod, “Mr. Spiegel, an honor.”

Caspian smiled. “Ms. Jenkins, you’re quite charming.”

Natalia smirked. “Thanks, Mr. Spiegel.”

Caspian’s brow quirked. “Ms. Jenkins, have we met before?”

She shook her head. “I don’t believe so.”

She was certain this was their first encounter.

Caspian chuckled. “Then perhaps it’s just me. You seem familiar somehow.”

Hamilton’s gaze flickered. “Hungry, Natalia? We could grab a bite before mingling.”

Natalia nodded and made her way to the buffet. She picked at her food in a corner, wondering why Hamilton insisted on bringing her to such events. After all, her presence made no difference.

Hamilton’s attention returned to Caspian, who was now looking more

not

drink, unfazed. “Since when have you taken an interest in personal affairs?”

friend. Your grandfather called me just the other day, asking if

“Don’t mind him.”

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Your marriage isn’t

exchanging pleasantries, Caspian steered the conversation back to business.

did, but no leads.”

then added, “Who exactly are you looking

moment before revealing,

expression tightened slightly as Caspian gave a wry smile.

an older sister, twenty years my senior. She vanished when I was just a kid. My parents, especially my mother, can’t seem to forget her. Just the mention

nodded sympathetically. “I’ll keep the

clapped

bites of desserts, stood and wandered

clutch the shawl tighter. A

she saw Ronin Joyner, the heir to Ron Group, their new business partners.

nodded respectfully.

a pleasure to finally meet you in person –

toward her, she declined. “Sorry, Mr.

you’re fooling no one. I’ve heard you can

remained firm. “I’m on medication

changed tack. “How about a dance

of Hamilton, his gaze cool and

you won’t

smile. “Mr. Joyner, I’m afraid

you can’t dance?

carried over as they made their

young exec from the Joyner family has taken quite a shine

emphasis

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