The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

He was calling Freya's phone all the time, and it's believed that Freya's missed calls have accumulated to an absurd amount. He put on the communication software to make a video call and a voice call to her, but she did not answer.

When the battery on Nathaniel's phone ran low, he left a voicemail that said, "Freya, let's talk about the case three years ago." "Freya, please respond to me."

"Freya, I know you hate me. I will teach you how to hate me in a way that will make me sadder. Please answer my call."

Xavier called as Nathaniel pathetically set the phone down on the seat.

"Nathaniel, please send Ms. Freya a link. All you have to do is send the link, and then keep calling her."

After following Xavier's instructions, Nathaniel heard Xavier's delighted voice in less than eight minutes.

"Trail 57 on Vanara Road; that's the direction near the lighthouse."

Nathaniel's automobile hummed as he sped away, and the people behind him let out a scream.

"Are you hurrying to die? You drive so fast!"

"Do you want to die?"

"He has an issue. Bah!"

Xavier's supervision, Nathaniel drove the vehicle to Vanara

but the door was securely

opened the door with a kick. The room was somewhat damp and really cold. In the center was a table. The desktop was severely mottled. It only

up the phone gently, and, once again,

he had previously contacted, only to discover that there was a folder on Freya's phone. She wrote a specific

the screen early because

to the structure of Newport Villa. He was familiar with

was renovated,

specifically

always a

some security measures in

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expensive houses.

finished, Freya relocated her picture frame, and the porters

this camera was completely useless, so he did not bother to repair

had half of

but the carved handrail at

captured on

carving knife to create the design on

into his heart over the brief years