Echoes of a Forsaken Heart novel Chapter 247

Hamilton glanced at his phone, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

Ronin, standing next to him, couldn't help but chuckle, "Can you believe Mr. Fowler showed up to something like this?"

Hamilton shot him a look. "And miss my girlfriend shining brighter than the Fourth of July? Do you think I'd let that slide, Mr. Joyner?"

Ronin let out a laugh. "Girlfriend? You cooking up stories in your head now?"

Hamilton gave him a look. "It's only a matter of time."

The smile on Ronin's face faded a bit. "You're pretty sure of yourself, Mr. Fowler."

Hamilton's eyes were full of adoration as he watched the woman still on stage. "When it comes to Natalia, I've always played to win. You didn't get the memo, Mr. Joyner?"

A pang of envy hit Ronin. It was clear to see, even though they weren't officially an item yet, Natalia was warming up to him.

He felt a bit sour inside.

But he also knew, whatever it was between him and Natalia, it was a dead-end street.

He couldn't fathom what was going through Mason's head!

As the event wrapped up, Natalia left with Hamilton.

Mason watched their departing figures with a heavy gaze.

Ronin nudged him, "Regretting it now? If you are, I could chase after her. Natalia hasn’t said 'yes' to Hamilton yet."

Mason shot him a glare. "The best thing you can do is keep out of it!"

Hamilton and Natalia left the event and went straight to the city planning office.

There was someone already waiting for them.

Upon seeing Hamilton, the person handed over all the bidding documents.

Hamilton nodded. "Thanks for the trouble."

He then led Natalia into an office, spreading the documents out one by one.

After a while, Natalia murmured, "I know who it is."

Hamilton looked at her.

"You sure?"

He thought they'd have to start from scratch, identifying the unit that stole the documents to track down the culprit. Yet, here was Natalia, claiming she already knew.

Natalia bit her lip. "The night before the bid, I called everyone on the project team, mentioned changing the bid document, and gave each of them a different amount."

Hamilton was taken aback.

It took him a moment to chuckle. "Natalia, have you ever felt short-changed working with me?"

Natalia gave him a side-eye, continuing to flip through the documents.

It was a while before she said, "The frustration isn’t about not being able to showcase my talents."

Hamilton paused, then a dull ache settled in his chest.

His regret, always about not getting her response.

"I’m sorry."

Natalia’s gaze never left the documents.

But she said lightly, "It's all in the past."

Hamilton grasped her wrist. "It's not over, Natalia. All your lost opportunities, I’ll make it up to you, okay?"

Natalia’s fingers tightened slightly, yet she just pursed her lips, silent.

Hamilton moved closer. "Finally got some free time, huh? How about dinner tonight?"

Natalia looked up, meeting his gaze.

A bit sheepishly, she said, "I have a flight to Boria City tonight."