Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 220

Chapter 219

When the door to the private dining room swung open, Hamilton turned around.

Greysen raised an eyebrow and took a seat at the table.

"How did it go?" Hamilton asked, lighting up a cigarette, his voice veiled in a cloud of smoke and a hint of bitterness.

Greysen signaled the waiter to bring over a bottle of wine.

Pouring a glass for himself and one for Hamilton, he sighed, "Sorry, Mr. Fowler, I couldn't get it done."

Hamilton paused, the cigarette between his fingers frozen mid-air. Then, after a moment, he chuckled bitterly, walked over, clinked his glass against Greysen's, and downed his drink in one go. "Still, thank you."

Greysen smiled, "Mr. Fowler, you don't seem surprised at all."

Leaning back in his chair, Hamilton poured himself another glass and drank it down quickly, then laughed.

"Yes, she only talks business now. Anything that's not a solid deal, she's not interested."

his tongue in amazement, "It's rare to find someone

a wry smile in response, his phone buzzing with

It was from Natalia.

glancing at it, he set his phone aside and poured another glass of wine.

for him was thanks, but that was the last thing he

Hamilton in silence, understanding the man better than most. Despite Hamilton's reputation for being ruthless and cold, here he was, caught up in his feelings. Love was unpredictable, and experiencing its trials

Greysen decided to take him back to his

reeking of alcohol. "Mr. Fowler, why did you

just changed his shoes, pausing when he

"Where are Natalia's slippers?"

Jenkins took her slippers when she moved out, didn't

in thought. She had taken all her belongings when she left, leaving behind everything

Fowler," the housekeeper called him back

just in case," he instructed

could see the wilted flowers on the balcony. He had never known Natalia

lose a child?" he murmured to himself, the housekeeper unsure

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