The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 119 Witnessing Freya’s Assault

Xavier fell silent. After a brief pause, Hudson entered the room, carrying various items with him.

Hudson was one of Nathaniel’s most competent subordinates, a stark contrast to Koen. He had a slightly sinister appearance and a penchant for informal attire, often sporting eclectic, punk–inspired outfits.

On this occasion, he was clad in red jeans, a yellow plaid shirt adorned with sunflower embroidery, and a hat reminiscent of a cowboy’s.

Hudson’s unconventional demeanor would have led to his dismissal if it weren’t for his exceptional abilities. Nathaniel tolerated his eccentricities because of his undeniable competence.

“Mr. Morgan, I’ve retrieved everything. It wasn’t easy. The informant demanded a hefty sum, but I managed to negotiate. The source was a manager at the women’s prison a few years back, though she was only a temporary employee. She was dismissed after a mishap. I didn’t peruse the contents. I forwarded them to you as soon as I received them.”

Despite his self–assured nature, Hudson was cautious when conversing with Nathaniel.

Since Nathaniel showed interest in the items, he felt obliged to comply.

USB drives, damaged storage devices, and SM cards filled

Nathaniel instructed Xavier, who promptly took the items and settled at a computer

and various pieces of electronic equipment relocated from

and turned to Nathaniel. “Nathan, this video file is intact. I

inhaled deeply. “Yes,”

In less than five minutes, he grinned triumphantly and pointed to a file on his laptop. “Alright, it’s ready for viewing.”

low quality, evidently recorded surreptitiously

The video began with a black screen, void of any visuals, but filled

Let me go! Ah!”

followed by the sound of blows and her terrified screams. The chilling voice nearly made Xavier’s blood

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rose from his seat, his eyes glued