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.

seemed, could entertain the

when

like he'd never felt before surged within

strode forward, catching up with

him a glance before resuming

cut in without

a flight for this

tracks, turning to

head back to Silkwood City tomorrow. No need to worry about me, Mr.

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a meeting

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

just Ryan's

day, there was a meeting; what else did

it or not, I don't

she quickened her pace, putting distance

on her heels

book for tomorrow.

finished, Ryan

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

mask of cool contempt. He

being a

into the

to be attentive to a

wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot as if stamping out his

at Natalia. "Hamilton must be regretting

responded

had noticed

man like Hamilton wouldn't keep coming

were never in short

it now, he would likely forget her soon enough

deep breath, pushing thoughts

something else on her

to have dinner with anyone on

tell he didn't

given his background, he probably wasn't keen on dealing

forcing myself," Ryan said softly, looking

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

a

she managed

really not good

brow furrowed, his face cooling

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

I just want to lay out my situation for you. If you don't mind it,

softened, but the

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