Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

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.

to Caspian, who

longing look… sure she’s not

unfazed. “Since when have

laughter rang out. “Only yours, my friend. Your grandfather called me just the other day, asking if I knew any suitable young ladies. You

“Don’t mind

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Your marriage isn’t for anyone else to decide.”

the conversation back to business. “Did

“I did, but

“Who exactly are

silent for a moment before revealing, “My sister.”

Caspian

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 of her brings

sympathetically. “I’ll keep the search going.”

Caspian clapped

of desserts, stood and wandered out to the terrace.

the air made her clutch the shawl tighter. A

the heir to Ron Group, their

respectfully. “Mr. Joyner.”

you in person – even more

Ronin extended a glass toward her, she declined. “Sorry, Mr. Joyner, I

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

remained firm. “I’m on medication lately, so it’s not

couldn’t insist, changed tack. “How about

could refuse, she caught sight of Hamilton, his gaze cool and detached, watching from afar.

Jenkins, surely you won’t deny me this

“Mr. Joyner, I’m afraid

you can’t dance?

voices carried over as they made

like the young exec from the Joyner family has taken quite a shine on

laid a heavy emphasis on the word