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!"

up, 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.

in front of him. "When she framed me, why

her words and Koen's

is made of stone? It

body trembling

broke down in front

prison, but he had never shown his face. He had no

coldly. "When I was tortured by the prison bullies, when my child was forcibly taken from me, why didn't

stood

over the mess on

comfort. "The

the second time, Jolin threw you and Peyton into the swimming pool, almost freezing you to death.

time although your

much legal weight. Without supporting information, she'll only have to visit the

you believe me, I will find out