Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 218

Messages sent into the void, Hamilton sat in his office, halfway listening to the new marketing manager pitch the summer campaign. Mid-sentence, frustration took over; he tossed the proposal across the room. "Take it back, redo it. Do you even grasp the theme of this summer's market? Have you done your research? If not, maybe take a page from your predecessor's book."

The marketing manager hastily agreed, scooping up the documents and exiting the office.

Hamilton's gaze lingered on his phone on the desk. It took him a moment before he finally picked it up, his heart sinking a bit as he read Natalia's two messages. Thankfulness, it seemed, was all that remained between them. Without it, she probably wouldn't even bother replying.

After a brief pause, he texted back, "No worries, it's all sorted now."

Natalia, on receiving his message, paused, then set her phone aside without a response.

The next day, Natalia arrived early at the golf course where she and Greysen had planned to meet.

The Browns' business had always navigated the gray areas of legality, yet Greysen himself appeared remarkably reserved. In his forties, he had the aura of authority and calmness.

Seeing Greysen, Natalia was slightly taken aback. Greysen, catching sight of Natalia, complimented, "Ms. Jenkins, you're even more stunning in person than in photos."

He had researched her during the Gideon incident but hadn't thought much of her pictures then. Now, seeing her in person, he had to admit, Hamilton had good taste. Even in her simple sports attire, she radiated beauty. "Shall we have a round? We can talk as we play," Greysen suggested, gesturing with his golf club.

Brown," Natalia smiled, accepting

"Ladies first."

precise. Greysen noticed, "Ms. Jenkins, you

keen eye.

heart tightened at the mention

you are quite close. He even used his rare resources to trade

"What do you mean, Mr.

cart, Greysen shared, "Gideon deserved it, but he's still part of my family. Hamilton could've just scolded him, but he chose to

speechless, contemplating the lengths

Greysen's voice pulled

but may I ask what Hamilton traded for your

best you ask Mr. Fowler

ended near lunch, and Greysen invited Natalia to dine with him. The meal was pleasant, with Greysen playing the perfect host. As they wrapped up, Natalia unexpectedly said, "Mr. Brown, I've decided not to pursue the North Suburb property." Greysen

compromising Hamilton's efforts. Greysen, though disappointed, raised his glass, "Then, let's consider this meeting

feeling a bit guilty for the inconvenience, toasted,

a beauty like you,

complexities of her relationship with

the depths of his actions with anyone. Even the fact that