The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

hapter 121 Freedom

even in

Enduring the relentless torment of prison life was a daunting challenge, even for the toughest of men. The daily grind could become unbearable, pushing some to the brink of despair, or contemplate ending their own lives. For a vulnerable young woman like Freya, the ordeal was even more harrowing

As dusk gradually gave way to dawn, they watched the last of the salvageable videos.

Some of the files were so severely damaged that they would require months of painstaking restoration. The group found it deeply unsettling to watch the videos that were still playable.

Nathaniel had remained rooted to the spot for hours.

The others had no choice but to stand with him.

Xavier was the only one seated, his fingers numb and aching from the repeated clicking required to restore the videos, It was a grueling task to sit there all night.

Finally, Xavier switched off the video and cast a cautious glance at Nathaniel.““I don’t think we can watch any more of the video right now, Nathan,” he said. “The hardware is shot, and the remaining videos are severely damaged. I’ll need to take them overseas and consult with some hacker friends of

mine.”

Nathaniel remained silent.

He slowly turned on his heels and made his way to the door. Suddenly, he stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

Hudson quickly stepped forward to

you take a break? We can postpone today’s meeting, Koen suggested.

shrugged off Koen’s support and

“Keep up the pressure. Johnsons. I want a meeting with the legal team later. Put all other projects on hold for the next few days and focus entirely on dealing with the Johnsons.”

Morgan,” Koen responded promptly

later, the weather had turned chilly,

dressed in a tracksuit, walked out

disturbance and released on bail.

Johnsons had dropped all charges, causing public opinion to

incident had avnnged manu af lalin’ı middende heniching her

Balance:

1 Coins

928 +

1 Pearls

Fri,

Chapter 121 Freesom

62%#

#5 Pearls

star, this was a disastrous time to be absent from the

left in the dark about the true happenings,

took a deep breath of the crisp autumn

the gate

black Maybach parked in front of the prison gates. The vehicle, listening the sunlight, exuded an understated yet

down, revealing

since their last encounter. He seemed

with a complex