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.

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

longing look… sure she’s not your girlfriend?” Caspian asked again.

unfazed. “Since when have you

just the other day, asking if I knew any suitable young

remained cool. “Don’t

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nodded. “Thought as much. Your marriage isn’t for anyone

back to business. “Did you investigate the

“I did,

added, “Who exactly are you looking

fell silent for a moment before

expression tightened slightly as Caspian gave a

senior. She vanished when I was just a kid. My parents, especially my mother, can’t seem to

keep the

Caspian clapped

from just a few bites of desserts, stood and wandered out

in the air made her clutch the shawl tighter. A drink

the heir to Ron Group, their new

nodded respectfully. “Mr.

in person –

Ronin extended a glass toward her, she declined. “Sorry, Mr. Joyner, I don’t drink.”

softly. “Ms. Jenkins, you’re fooling no one. I’ve heard you

medication lately, so it’s

tack. “How

his gaze cool and detached, watching from afar. She excused herself

followed, persistent. “Ms. Jenkins, surely you

“Mr. Joyner, I’m afraid I really can’t

can’t

they made their way towards Hamilton

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

laid a heavy emphasis on