The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 75 Pool Tragedy

Finished

“What police should we call? Can’t you see that these people are trouble? And today… I did something wrong indeed. We need to go to your mom’s place for a few days, to avoid more troubles for now!”

Nathaniel rushed into the villa in the twilight, and found that most of the people who had just had a wild party had already left. Koen caught hold of a drunkard who had fallen asleep.

Koen recognized this person. He was one of the guys who had played a prank for fun on Freya with Robert last time.

Without Nathaniel needing to do anything. Koen punched the guy a few times and pinned him down on Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

the toilet.

The man suddenly sobered up and cursed, complaining that his so–called friends didn’t take him with them when they left. However, it’s because that he had passed out behind the door. Nobody had found him.

“Stop hitting me! Stop it!! I have something to say…” the man cried out. Then he continued, “Ms. Gomez and Ms. Diaz… Ms. Johnson pushed them into the pool!”

Bang! In that instant, Nathaniel froze, his whole body stiffened, and he even felt a ringing in his ears.

Without saying a word, he rushed towards the pool.

He made a

discovered that the pool was covered with a plastic–like shell from

in front of him

forward, kicking the shell with his foot, and surprisingly, the

didn’t care about anything else

was really strange.

to hell more than once, wishing them to die

had really died in front of him, he would probably jump into the icy

one after another, with the sound of footsteps, noise, and even Koen’s shouts in his ears.

Your leg is cut! Mr.

Morgan, we’ve found the switch. Please

“Mr. Morgan!”

12 19 Thu

75 Pool

金40%量:

Finished

was oozing

sound

sides. In the last ray of daylight, everyone looked at the scene inside

ladder, her arms tightly holding onto Freya, who was submerged in the pool. The water reached her

Peyton hadn’t desperately held onto her, she would have sunk long ago.

still ice chunks floating on the surface of the pool, indicating how cold the water was.

whether it was Peyton, who looked a bit better, or Freya, who was unconscious and didn’t know her fate.