The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Nathaniel's expression was dark and uncertain. As his subordinate, Hudson could only offer a cautious warning. He had no idea what Nathaniel planned to do next. Taking a deep breath, Nathaniel said, "We'll say this is an accident to the outside world. Don't disclose the specifics. Keep a close watch on the Johnson family."

"Go to all the docks and see if anyone has smuggled out recently."

"Understood," Hudson replied, nodding vigorously.

Just as he was about to leave, Nathaniel, who had been half-reclining on the hospital bed, suddenly spoke again.

"Also, investigate Ms. Abigail's activities. Have Xavier help with checking her phone records, account transfers, and recent contacts."

Hudson was taken aback. The sunlight streaming through the window cast a golden halo around Nathaniel, making him seem almost unreal.

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book of someone who had tried to flee. Everyone had suspected Abigail's involvement in that incident, but

determined to look into Abigail now. Perhaps he's starting to

made sense to suspect Abigail, as she was

and unassuming that it was hard to believe she could be involved in such serious matters. Hudson straightened his expression, nodded, and left to carry

the empty bed next to him. Frey had recovered faster and had already moved to a new

a bouquet of flowers. Nathaniel felt a pang of frustration. After everything he had done for

he was now trapped by his own choices. Even if he offered his heart on a platter, he feared it

Many mysteries remained unsolved.

Nathaniel found himself increasingly

lingering sense of obligation. The doubts were deeply embedded,

her at East Saeville Nursing Home but was