The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 79 Imprisonment

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in prison, Freya found herself repeatedly grappling with one question: Why didn’t Nathaniel believe me? Yet, she no longer sought his trust. “I pushed her down because I was envious of the way you treated Abigail. All I wanted was for you to treat me with the same kindness,” she confessed softly. “I lured her to the villa and pushed her down! Yes, I pushed her, and she broke her hand. In truth, I wished to snap her neck.” A chilling grin spread across Freya’s face. Nathaniel’s heart plummeted at the sight of her smile. He rose abruptly. Freya watched

maintain her composure, broke down. She was terrified, and Nathaniel knew what Newport Villa symbolized for them both. It was once their sanctuary of love, a place they had built together. Now, it was a living nightmare for Freya, a place he intended to confine her. She couldn’t bear the thought of sharing a home with the man who had murdered her father. From the villa’s balcony, she could see the deserted main house of

have a say in this, Freya,” he murmured, a thin smile on his face. “I’ve given you too much

in, his voice icy. “I think it’s time you returned home.” Anger flared in Freya’s eyes as she glared at him. “Behave yourself!” Nathaniel patted her head patronizingly before exiting the

Morgan, I’ve followed your instructions to investigate the women’s prison,” Koen reported in a hushed tone. “New surveillance cameras were installed there a month ago. Some say the old ones were outdated. Some generous donors have helped the prison replace all the cameras,