The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

A hint of ridicule flashed across Taylor's stern brows, feeling unworthy of Nathaniel.

Nathaniel devoted his life to doting on that woman. Now, for so many days, Nathaniel had been unable to contact anyone. Yet, she could still come over to celebrate her friend's birthday with peace of mind. Doesn't she worry about Nathaniel at all?

Then Taylor smiled mockingly to himself.

I guess Frey wished Nathaniel would die, right?

The word death suddenly popped into Taylor's mind. He was lighting up a cigarette and waiting for Frey to end this boring birthday party.

As a result, the word "death" suddenly came to mind, and the cigarette in his mouth dropped in panic, almost burning his clothes.

He hurriedly put out the hot cigarette butt, and his frown deepened.

Taylor lowered his head and looked at his watch. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and a song was being sung inside. These ladies were really making a scene.

He was about to open the car door to find Frey. She must go home; she must return to Ocean Villa.

and

the time came, he was going to let other people after

just opened the car door and was about to get out when suddenly,

Is it Jacob?

then he braked suddenly, feeling that the front of the car was about to tilt up. Taylor's eyes twitched, his gaze was cold, and he raised his hand,

that Jacob came here late at night because of the women working in the tea shop. He

the car door and walked out, smiling confidently at

wearing a long black windbreaker. The corners of the windbreaker swelled with the wind, making him look like a falcon in the night, ready to take off at any moment and peck out Taylor's eyes. Taylor's hand had already grabbed the holster

at him and walked

Taylor hurriedly followed in.

a glass of fruit wine, her face was still tinged with

little too much, and everyone started playing some

was pushed hard from the

outside in the car if he didn't want to follow her. But it wasn't the bodyguard who rushed in, it was the outstanding Taylor, who was

grip was so