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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Hudson remembered that Frey had nearly been killed, and he had discovered that the contact information for Abigail was in the address book of someone who had tried to flee. Everyone had suspected

into Abigail

sense to suspect Abigail, as she was known to harbor deep resentment

believe she could be involved in such serious

Frey

come by briefly, thanked him, and left a bouquet of flowers. Nathaniel felt a pang of frustration. After everything he had done for her, her gratitude

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

Abigail, despite his lingering sense of obligation. The doubts were deeply embedded, and he struggled

East Saeville Nursing Home but was turned away. It was then that Mandy learned Frey had been taken under