The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 71 Gomez Mystery Deepens

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Nathaniels facerely showed a hint of warmth. This was their long–serving servant. He nodded and nickestops he fork to an eating.

Ms Lovell was about to leave when Nathaniel stopped her in her tracks.

“Mi Lover, three years ago when Freya pushed Abigail down the stairs, right here in this three–story mamion, what do you think..

My Loven was taken aback. It had been three years, and Nathaniel suddenly brought up this question.

She was instantly at a loss for words. The incident had already alarmed the police, who concluded it was an attempted murder case. She didn’t know how to respond.

Nathaniel asked again, “What do you think of Freya as a person? Is she…”

Is she a murderer? He used to have no qualms about saying such a statement, but now he wasn’t sure.

If there were hidden truths behind the events three years ago, the memory of him breaking Freya’s hand. with his own hands suddenly overwhelmed him, and he clutched his chest..

Mr. Morgan?

Nathaniel waved his hand.

sensed that something was wrong with Nathaniel. She composed herself and said in a

fork, his face turning pale.

Lovett dared not say anything

on!” Nathaniel forced his expression to appear less

felt that Ms. Gomez, such a cheerful and lovely girl, wouldn’t be capable of

spoon Nathaniel was using to scoop soup fell to

his expression had turned

pick up the spoon, a tinge of fear crossing her

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cautiously smiled and said, “Mr. Morgan, what else would you like

of him, got up in irritation, and walked to the balcony. He couldn’t help but look towards the desolate Gomez Mansion next door.

his restlessness increased. He had

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grabbed his

with

Finished

floor, enjoying the noodles made by Ms. Lovett. It had to be said that Ms. Lovett’s noodles, with their perfectly seasoned toppings, tasted

bowl,

hurriedly stood up, grabbed a tissue to wipe his mouth, and walked out of

you like to

paused his steps, and with an impatient tone, he said, “Go wherever

Hudson found out about something? These past few days, Nathaniel seemed