The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 360 Taylor’s Long Lost Sister

Never once did he forget that he had lost a little child, whether he was on his own in the streets or had been saved by Nathaniel and had followed him overseas.

Foster home caught fire that day, and it was far too huge. A few kids were burned, while some kids managed to get away. When the accident occurred and when people were witnessing the rescue, there were too many individuals around. He discovered he was unable to locate his sister after making his getaway. He searched everywhere but was unable to locate her.

It was clear that someone had stolen her away.

There were a lot of people on this planet who were morally bankrupt.

Subsequently, the foster home's dean was imprisoned, the place was shut down, and the kids were transferred to different orphanages.

He made every effort, including using Mr. Nathaniel's forces, calling the police and requesting assistance on social media, but he was unable to obtain the information.

She should be able to hear his news for as long as she lives.

Abigail was deserving of being exceptionally gifted psychologically. Taylor's red eyes were fixed on her. Within moments, she had guessed a horrifying fact.

In front of her, the girl's face and Taylor's face appeared to be superimposed on one another. She had to admit that if she looked closely, Taylor and Anna continued to resemble one another.

heart pounded fiercely and her thoughts

this broken piece of wood really matter to him

Anna had told

by human traffickers at the time, waiting for years and months for their

Anna thought she looked much like her and joked that perhaps she was her long-lost

that filthy basement believed she bore a striking

here to pick someone up later, he quickly observed the two of them and remarked on how excellent

she had taken Anna's belongings with

first person she killed herself or to preserve the little warmth she still had in her

to

me by my brother," staring at

on Abigail,

instinctively crouching down in front of her, his hand firmly resting on her

were younger, Abigail was close to Anna, and Anna shared practically all

Taylor, please don't murder me! I'm adopted by Michael. My brother and I grew up in a foster home! Please! I didn't get to

Taylor believed it or not, Abigail was gambling at this point,

just wager on