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.

couldn't sit still and couldn't care

to let other

and was about to get out when suddenly, a Maserati

Is it Jacob?

very close to the Bentley, and then he braked suddenly, feeling that the front of the car was about to tilt up. Taylor's eyes twitched, his

Jacob came here late at night because of the women working in the tea

opened the car door and walked out, smiling

windbreaker swelled with the wind, making him look like a falcon in the night,

and walked towards the tea

Taylor hurriedly followed in.

a little red at this time. Although she only drank a glass of fruit wine, her face was still tinged with

started playing some

tea shop was pushed hard from the outside, and everyone was

wasn't the bodyguard who rushed in, it was the outstanding Taylor, who was from Saeville. Jacob turned his back to

grabbed Frey by the wrist. His grip