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

when it came

frustration like he'd never felt before surged

catching up

a glance before resuming her talk with Ryan

cut in

had Linda book a

stopped in her tracks, turning to face

to Silkwood City tomorrow. No need to

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

a meeting

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

just Ryan's ploy to

a meeting; what else did

"Believe it or not, I don't

that, she quickened her pace, putting

on

tomorrow.

finished,

business trip tomorrow, anyway. I can accompany Natalia. You've got a business empire to run, Mr. Fowler. You should head

face a mask of cool contempt. He let out

aren't you being a bit

glanced back into the car, his

to be attentive

in his wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot as

at Natalia. "Hamilton must be regretting

responded without

had noticed

Hamilton wouldn't keep coming back to her if he

never in short supply around

likely forget her soon enough once someone

a deep breath, pushing thoughts

had something else on

have to force yourself to have dinner with anyone

could tell he didn't enjoy these

probably

not forcing myself," Ryan said softly,

your life. It's not just

was at a loss

moment, she

I'm really not good enough for

brow furrowed, his face cooling for the first

stern gaze. Even his cold look had

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

softened, but the concern

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