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

resistant when it came to

frustration like he'd never

forward, catching up with the

resuming her talk with Ryan about the expo's

cut in without

a flight

tracks, turning to face

things to do. I'll head back to Silkwood City tomorrow.

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

a

you're away, but

this was just Ryan's ploy to get close

was a meeting; what else did he

waned. "Believe it or not,

quickened her pace, putting distance between

was on

for tomorrow. I'll go back

he finished,

business 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

outside, his face a mask of

Holzer, aren't you being a bit too

glanced back into the

to be attentive to a

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

at Natalia. "Hamilton must

she responded

had noticed

man like Hamilton wouldn't keep coming back

in short supply

likely forget her soon

a deep breath,

something else on

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

tell he didn't enjoy

given his background, he probably wasn't keen

forcing myself," Ryan said softly, looking her

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

at a loss for

moment, she managed

not

Ryan's brow furrowed, his face cooling for the

gaze. Even his cold look had an

want to lay 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 concern

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