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.

entertain the idea of anyone but

utterly resistant when it came to

he'd never felt

strode forward, catching up with

giving him a glance before resuming her talk with

cut in

Linda book a

stopped in her tracks, turning

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

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a meeting

her skeptically. "Really? No meetings when you're away, but as soon as you hit Boria City, you're booked?

suspected this was just Ryan's ploy

day, there was a meeting; what

"Believe it or not, I

quickened her pace, putting distance

on

have Linda book for tomorrow. I'll

finished, Ryan

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, who slid in without a word and closed the door

his face a mask of cool contempt. He

being a

the

to be attentive to a

in his wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot as if stamping

glanced at Natalia. "Hamilton must

responded

had noticed it,

like Hamilton wouldn't keep coming back to her

in short

it now, he would likely forget her soon enough once someone new came

a deep breath, pushing thoughts of him

else

have to force yourself to have dinner with anyone

could tell he didn't enjoy these

given his background, he probably wasn't keen

myself," Ryan said softly, looking her

work, your life. It's not just for

a

a moment, she managed

really not good enough for

his face

stern gaze. Even his

If you don't mind it, we can talk about 'us.' Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll be wasting your

softened, but

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