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.

it seemed, could entertain the idea of anyone but

utterly resistant when

frustration like he'd never felt before surged within

catching up with

him a glance before resuming her talk with Ryan about the

in without

a flight for this

in her tracks,

I'll head back to Silkwood City tomorrow. No need to worry about me,

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a

you're away, but as soon as you hit Boria City,

this was just Ryan's ploy to get

there was a meeting; what else did he

"Believe it

her pace, putting distance

on

tomorrow. I'll go back

finished, Ryan

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, who slid in

stood outside, his face a mask of cool contempt. He let

being a bit

glanced back into the car,

attentive

wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot as if

Natalia. "Hamilton must be regretting

she responded

noticed it,

like Hamilton wouldn't keep coming back

women were never in short

now, he would likely forget

took a deep breath, pushing

had something else

you don't have to force yourself to have dinner with

he didn't enjoy

his background, he probably wasn't keen on dealing

forcing myself," Ryan said softly, looking her

want to be part of your work, your life.

was at a loss

moment, she managed a bitter

I'm really not

furrowed, his face

suddenly stern gaze. Even his cold look had an imposing

you don't mind it,

expression softened, but the

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