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

like he'd never felt

strode forward, catching up with the

resuming her talk with Ryan about

in without

had Linda book a flight

tracks,

back to Silkwood City tomorrow. No need to worry about

Hamilton frowned. "What things?"

got a meeting

you're away, but as soon

suspected this was just Ryan's ploy to

was a meeting;

patience waned. "Believe it or not,

her pace, putting distance between

was on her

for tomorrow. I'll go back with

he finished,

run, Mr. Fowler. You should head back." With that, Ryan opened the car door for

his face a mask of cool contempt.

aren't you being a

back into the car, his

attentive

wake, crushing his cigarette underfoot as if stamping out his

Natalia. "Hamilton must

responded without

noticed

coming back to her

women were never in short supply around

it now, he would likely forget her soon enough once someone new came

a deep breath, pushing

something else

to

didn't enjoy these

he probably wasn't keen on dealing

myself," Ryan said softly,

your life. It's not just for you;

a loss for

a moment, she

really not good enough

brow furrowed, his face cooling for the first

gaze. Even

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

but the concern

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