Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 159

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.

woman, it seemed, could entertain

utterly resistant when it

he'd never

forward, catching up with

him a glance before resuming her

cut in without

had Linda book a flight for

tracks, turning to

do. I'll head back to Silkwood City

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

a meeting

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

Ryan's ploy

a meeting;

waned. "Believe it

quickened her pace, putting distance between

Hamilton was on her heels

for tomorrow. I'll go back

finished, Ryan

a business empire to run, Mr. Fowler. You should head

of

aren't you being a bit

into the car, his

it natural to be attentive to a girl I

Hamilton in his wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot as if stamping out

"Hamilton must

responded without

had noticed it,

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

never in short

he would likely forget

took a deep breath, pushing

something else on

to force yourself to have dinner with anyone

could tell he didn't enjoy

given his background, he probably

myself," Ryan said softly,

I just want to be part of your work, your life.

a loss

moment, she managed a bitter

not good enough

his face cooling for

his suddenly stern gaze. Even his cold look had

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

but the

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