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.

was settled, Hamilton’s attention returned to Caspian, who

not your

his drink, unfazed. “Since when have you taken an interest

laughter rang out. “Only yours, my friend. Your grandfather called me just the other day, asking

“Don’t mind him.”

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much. Your marriage isn’t for anyone else

conversation back to business. “Did you investigate the person

nodded. “I did, but

then added, “Who exactly are you

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

Caspian gave a wry smile.

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.”

clapped his

just a few bites of desserts, stood and wandered out to the terrace.

her clutch the shawl tighter.

to Ron

respectfully. “Mr. Joyner.”

a pleasure to finally meet you in person

her, she declined.

no one. I’ve heard you can hold

medication lately, so it’s

he couldn’t insist, changed tack. “How about a dance later,

of Hamilton, his gaze cool and detached, watching

persistent. “Ms. Jenkins, surely you

Joyner,

if you can’t dance? I’ll

they made their way towards Hamilton

teased, “Seems like the young exec from the Joyner family has taken quite a

laid a heavy emphasis on