Echoes of a Forsaken Heart novel Chapter 226

Natalia finally exhaled a sigh of relief as she entered the restroom.

Hamilton was a man she knew all too well.

If he truly aimed to charm a woman, there was hardly anyone who could resist.

She clenched her fingers tightly, a bitter sweetness flashing in her eyes.

Yet, she couldn't quite muster the courage anymore.

Silently observing her reflection in the mirror, perhaps due to the wine, her cheeks were flushed with red.

Her body felt waves of heat.

She splashed her face with cold water, calming her emotions before turning to leave.

However, just as she reached the door, someone suddenly covered her mouth and nose from behind.

Natalia struggled fiercely for a moment before losing consciousness.

The person, seeing her pass out, pulled out a hat and draped a large, baggy dress over her.

As the restroom door swung open, the person carried her outside.

"You should've listened to me and not drunk so much."

A waiter, noticing the scene, hurried over to assist.

"There's a lounge upstairs. Would you need to rest there?"

The person chuckled, "No need, I've booked a room upstairs for her."

The waiter quickly nodded, "There's an elevator directly to the upstairs here; let me press it for you."

After pressing the elevator button in the corner, the person carried Natalia inside.

As the elevator doors closed, they cut off Hamilton's gaze, which had just turned their way.

"Mr. Fowler?"

Seeing him distracted, someone couldn't help but call out.

Hamilton turned back with a smile, "Ah, I've got something to take care of. Let's catch up another time."

The other person, feeling somewhat disappointed since his social standing hardly afforded him chances to chat with Hamilton, could nonetheless tell that Hamilton was somewhat preoccupied.

"Then Mr. Fowler, please go ahead."

Hamilton nodded and made his way towards the restroom.

Natalia had been inside for quite some time now.

He glanced at a nearby waiter, "Could you check if Ms. Jenkins has run into any trouble inside?"

The waiter promptly responded.

"Of course, just a moment."

Not long after, the waiter returned.

"Ms. Jenkins isn’t in there."

Hamilton's expression darkened instantly.

"Are you sure?"

The waiter nodded, "Yes, I've checked thoroughly. I even knocked on each stall, but Ms. Jenkins wasn’t there."

Hamilton immediately dialed Natalia's number, but it went straight to voicemail.

His face turned grim in an instant.

Upstairs.

Natalia was brought to a room door.

As the door opened, Victor Henkel stood in the doorway with a grin.

"That’s enough, you can leave. I don’t need you anymore."

The woman who had brought Natalia up snorted, "Mr. Henkel sure gets bored easily. Am I really worse than her?"

Victor scoffed, "What right do you have to compare yourself to her!"

After closing the door, Victor’s gaze finally settled on Natalia's face.

Her fair cheeks, now under the drug’s influence, were blushing a faint red.

Victor's eyes were filled with greed.

This woman had been on his mind for too long.

Sometimes, the thought of her was painfully arousing.

"Natalia, I've said it before; everything you owe me, I’ll take back from you!"

Natalia began to struggle restlessly.