The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 158 Unfounded Criticisms

Freya’s brow furrowed as Abigail thrust an invitation card into her hands. Was Nathaniel planning to invite her to his wedding?

She would have to attend, of course.

Nathaniel’s voice on the other end of the phone was flat, almost du. commanded, before abruptly ending the call.

cet me in my office,” he

With a sigh, Freya gathered her laptop from the desk in front of her. Instead of returning to the Design Department to drop off her computer, she headed straight for the elevator.

Whenever Nathaniel summoned her at the office, it was never about personal matters. He would undoubtedly want to discuss the recent planning and design for East Seaville. Conveniently, she had a basic sketch saved on her computer that she could show him.

Upon reaching the 28th floor, Freya exited the elevator and made her way to Nathaniel’s office.

Each visit to this place filled her with a sense of dread.

The weight of the past was too heavy here, every corner seemed to bear the imprint of her father.

outside the chairman’s office, took a deep breath to steady

came the

and stepped inside. Behind the large rosewood desk sat Nathaniel, his

composed gaze, he felt an unexpected surge of panic.

to discover that Abigail had been distributing wedding invitations throughout the company. He had agreed to

owed a great deal to their family, and with Uncle Michael seemingly alone in his final days, Nathaniel felt a pang of guilt and agreed to expedite the

news so

bring himself to be

aware of how long Abigail had been waiting for this wedding, but her enthusiasm seemed

excessive.

the first person he thought of upon hearing the news was Freya. He felt a subconscious twinge of

to the leather sofa across from

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frustration. Hadn’t

he quickly dismissed this thought when he “Happy” printed on it in

the golden invitation card

the gut.

eyes grew colder, his brows furrowing in displeasure.