The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Frey subconsciously turned around to look again, and suddenly her pupils shrank.

Another car had passed the Bentley heading west and was rushing toward them.

She recognized this car instantly.

The black Bugatti that Nathaniel often drove was as low-key and cold as the man himself.

She could even clearly see the person in the driver's seat. It wasn't Taylor, but Nathaniel with an indifferent expression.

Nathaniel returned to Saeville? When did he come back?

She hadn't contacted Nathaniel for half a month. She thought she had lost touch, but she didn't expect that he had already returned to Saeville.

There was a screeching sound of tires scraping the ground, and the Bugatti suddenly hit Jacob's side. Jacob's Maserati almost flew up, and he hurriedly applied the brakes.

He still slid up the slope to the left and finally rushed into the bushes.

"Bang!" The airbag deployed instantly.

and threw up

Fortunately, when Nathaniel side-ramped him, he deliberately hit the car on the slope, greatly cushioning

at the last moment, his heart softened and let

kicked open the door of the Bugatti, and the cars heading west also rushed up the slope, followed

and even

stopped the car and looked nervously at the

kicked the car door open, pulled open the twisted door of the Maserati, pulled Jacob out, and punched him

punched him twice...

didn't utter a

and grabbed Nathaniel, who was

can't keep hitting him! If you do, you'll kill

"He'll die!"

"Nathaniel!"

He was breathing heavily, his eyebrows full of anger and disappointment. There was deathly silence all around, with only the sound of Nathaniel's suppressed breathing. His heavy breaths revealed that he had reached the limit of his endurance. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

look at Frey, who was sitting

walked toward her, each step feeling like

almost killed by people sent

father were unwilling to be good