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."

rare to find someone you can't sway,

smile in

It was from Natalia.

glancing at it, he set his phone aside and poured another glass of wine. Greysen had barely touched his drink, leaving Hamilton

she had for him was thanks, but that was the

and cold, here he was, caught up in his feelings. Love was unpredictable, and experiencing its trials was

decided to take him back to

housekeeper was surprised to see Hamilton reeking of alcohol. "Mr. Fowler, why did you drink so much? Come in, I'll make

respond, just changed his

"Where are Natalia's slippers?"

took her slippers when she moved out,

taken all her belongings when she left, leaving behind

housekeeper called him

just in case," he instructed before heading

didn't go to his bedroom but to the bar, where he could see the wilted flowers on the balcony. He had

a child?" he murmured to himself, the

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