Chapter 158

Hamilton had lost his appetite.

Hence, the dinner plans they had made just fell apart.

Mr. Bran had wanted to have dinner with Ryan, but it was clear Ryan wasn't playing ball, and that was that.

The trio left the office together, with Mr. Bran politely seeing them out.

Ryan and Natalia walked ahead, deep in conversation, about the opening ceremony of the international expo that evening.

Hamilton squinted at their retreating figures and, unable to help himself, lit up a cigarette.

The thick smoke did little to obscure the bitterness in his eyes.

Mr. Bran chuckled as he watched him. "I thought Ms. Jenkins was with you."

Hamilton snorted.

He used to think so, too.

He had always believed Natalia was his for the taking.

A tantrum, a temporary split, he figured it was just a flash of anger.

She would come back when she cooled down, he thought.

Until today, when he heard Ryan call her Nat.

It hit Hamilton then - Ryan wasn't like Ronin.

Sure, he had been mad at Natalia over Ronin before.

But deep down, he knew that playboy wasn't for her.

If he could see it, so could Natalia.

With Ronin, at best, it would end up as some sugar daddy arrangement.

A fling he could break if he pushed hard enough.

But Ryan was different.

He could tell Ryan was serious about Natalia.

The way he looked at her had a cautious tenderness that spoke of real intent.

And Natalia didn't seem to mind Ryan's attention.

Hamilton suddenly realized.

could entertain the idea of anyone but

resistant when

never felt before surged within

strode forward, catching up with

him a glance before resuming

in

book a flight

in her tracks,

I'll head back to Silkwood

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a

No meetings when you're away, but as soon as you hit Boria City, you're booked?

just Ryan's ploy to get close

was a meeting; what else did he

it or

that, she quickened her pace,

was on her

for tomorrow. I'll go back

finished,

heading to Silkwood City for a business trip tomorrow, anyway. I can accompany Natalia. You've got a business empire to run, Mr. Fowler. You should head back." With that, Ryan opened the car door for Natalia,

a mask of cool contempt. He let out a

aren't you being a bit

glanced back into the car, his eyes

to be attentive

wake, crushing his cigarette

at Natalia. "Hamilton

she responded without

had noticed it,

like Hamilton wouldn't keep coming back to her if he didn't regret

women were never in short supply

would likely forget her soon enough once

took a deep breath, pushing thoughts of

something else

to have dinner with anyone on

tell he didn't enjoy

his background, he probably wasn't keen on

Ryan

of your work, your life. It's not just for you; it's

at a loss for

a moment, she

really not good

Ryan's brow furrowed, his face cooling for the first

stern gaze. Even his cold

my situation for you. If you don't mind it, we

but the

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