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 idea of

utterly resistant when it came

like he'd never felt before

forward, catching up

before resuming her talk with Ryan about

cut in without

book a flight for

stopped in her tracks,

Silkwood City tomorrow. No need to worry about me,

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a meeting

meetings when you're away, but as soon as you

Ryan's

was a meeting; what else did

"Believe it or not, I

that, she quickened her pace, putting distance between

on her heels

have Linda book for tomorrow. I'll go back

finished, Ryan

I can accompany Natalia. You've got a business empire to run, Mr. Fowler. You should head back." With that, Ryan opened the

stood outside, his face a mask of cool contempt.

you being a bit

glanced back into the car, his eyes

natural to be attentive

leaving Hamilton in his wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot

glanced at Natalia. "Hamilton must be regretting

she responded without

noticed it,

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

never in short

he would likely forget her soon enough once someone new

a deep breath, pushing

something else on

don't have to force yourself to have dinner with

tell he didn't enjoy

his background, he probably wasn't

forcing myself," Ryan said softly,

work, your life. It's not just for

at a loss for

a moment, she managed a bitter

not good

face cooling for the first

gaze. Even his cold look had an

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

expression softened, but the concern

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