The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

The President’s Regret

Chapter 85 Journey To Antique Street

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Once upon a time, she had been in the habit of purchasing items for Nathaniel. Nearly a hundred of Nathaniel’s ties and belts were gifts from Freya. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Freya confessed that she bought the ties and belts as a symbolic gesture to bind the man she adored. She never expected Nathaniel to reciprocate with gifts of his own

In this moment, as he observed her reddened eyes and heard her speak with such caution, Nathaniel felt a sharp pang in his heart.

He instructed Koen. “Set course for Antique Street!”

Koen was taken aback. Antique Street was nestled in the old city of Saeville, a popular tourist spot, especially during the summer.

Cars were prohibited from entering, and the surrounding blocks were a labyrinth of narrow streets. Koen would have to park the car in an underground parking lot about a kilometer away from Antique Street, and they would have to proceed on foot.

reservations, Koen complied with

was unclear whether Nathaniel was

of tourists during the peak summer season, and found the underground parking

drop Nathaniel and Freya off at the corner of the Antique Street

could even take a step, Nathaniel abruptly seized her hand.

firmly. A flicker of panic crossed Freya’s eyes, and she attempted

the business world, he possessed the looks of a model or a celebrity. His tall stature and striking facial features made him a sight

her left hand in her sleeve, she couldn’t escape the curious

onlookers probably thought Nathaniel and Freya were an unlikely

though she was the subject of ridicule. She felt like a monkey performing for

been fond of crowded places. Despite having amassed his wealth on the streets of Chinatown, he despised

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I’ve wanted it since three years ago. I had planned to buy it and place it in the villa in Newport, but I never got around to it.”

growing damp with sweat. The sensation was unpleasantly slippery, and she tried to

Instead, he strolled alongside