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

when it came to

like he'd never felt before

catching up

resuming her talk with Ryan about the

in

had Linda book a flight for this

in her tracks, turning to face

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

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a

meetings when you're away, but as soon as

this was just Ryan's ploy

meeting; what

patience waned. "Believe it

her pace,

was on

Linda book for tomorrow. I'll

finished,

Fowler. You should head back." With that,

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

aren't you being a

glanced back into the

be attentive to a girl I

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

"Hamilton

responded without

noticed it,

man like Hamilton wouldn't keep coming back

women were never in short supply around

he regretted it now, he would likely forget her

deep breath, pushing thoughts

had something else

you don't have to force yourself to have dinner with anyone on my

didn't enjoy these

background, he probably wasn't keen on dealing

Ryan said

I just want to be part of your work, your life. It's not just for

at a loss for

a moment, she

not

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

laughed, meeting his suddenly stern gaze. Even his cold look had

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

expression softened, but the

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