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

was utterly resistant when it

frustration like he'd never

strode forward, catching up with

glance before resuming her talk with Ryan about the

cut in

Linda book a flight for this

tracks,

to Silkwood City tomorrow. No need to worry

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a meeting

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

this was just Ryan's ploy to get close

a meeting;

waned. "Believe it

she quickened her pace, putting distance between

was on

Linda book for tomorrow. I'll go back with

he finished, Ryan

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

a mask of

aren't you being a bit too

the car, his

it natural to be attentive to a girl

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

Natalia. "Hamilton must

she responded without

had noticed

wouldn't keep coming back

never in short supply

if he regretted it now, he would likely forget her soon enough once someone

deep breath, pushing

something else

to have dinner with

tell he didn't enjoy

he probably

forcing myself," Ryan

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

a loss

moment, she managed a bitter

really not good

Ryan's brow furrowed, his face

stern gaze. Even

just want to lay out my situation for you. If you don't mind it, we can talk about

expression softened, but

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