The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Nathaniel's face froze slightly.

Frey looked at him and said, "I know she saved your life, but you can't do this."

"But... I have to!" he insisted.

"Three years ago, she framed me and killed my child," Frey said loudly, emphasizing the words "my child," causing Nathaniel's face to darken further.

Frey laughed softly, "Nathaniel, I've ruined her reputation this time! If you feel sorry for her, don't bother me again."

Nathaniel took a deep breath, his expression turning irritable. "I'll handle it. Now, let Hudson and Taylor find the people who operated on you in prison."

"They all died shortly after operating on you," he added.

Frey's hands clenched on her knees, and she sneered, "It's quite a coincidence that they all died, isn't it?"

Nathaniel looked at her seriously. "I'll find out the truth. Abigail has tried to kill you more than once, but we can't conclude she killed our child without evidence. I need proof!"

overturning the table. Dishes fell to the floor, and soup splashed everywhere. Her eyes turned red as she stared at Nathaniel, who remained calm. "Evidence?" she spat. "Nathaniel, you

front of him. "When she framed me,

convicted me based on her words and Koen's false testimony!" she

of stone? It didn't break or hurt when she hit it with a golf club,

pleaded, his body trembling

you tell me?" Frey broke down in

say these words countless times while in prison, but he had never shown his face. He had no idea how

by the prison bullies, when my child was forcibly taken

Nathaniel stood up

over the mess

her. He held her tightly in his arms, whispering words of comfort.

Jolin the second time, Jolin threw you and Peyton into the swimming pool, almost freezing you to death. We couldn't

time although

doesn't hold much legal weight. Without supporting information, she'll

will find out the truth,