The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 389 Edge of Desperation

When Frey woke up again, she found herself at the edge of the same cliff where she had previously failed to jump.

Her hands were tightly bound, her head throbbed from the blow, and she felt dizzy.

Frey stood precariously at the cliff's edge, just one push away from falling into the abyss.

Abigail, with a distorted and crazed expression, stood before her, staring intensely.

One end of the rope tying Frey was secured to a nearby rock by Abigail, who toyed with a dagger.

As long as she cut the rope, Frey would plummet into the void.

"Frey, we meet again," Abigail sneered, the dagger hovering over the taut rope but not cutting it.

Frey looked at her coldly. "Abigail, how does it feel to be a stray dog lately?"

Abigail raised her hand,

tongue against her cheek,

at Abigail and smiled slowly. "I didn't expect you to still come after me.

I want you to die this time! If I can't marry Nathaniel, neither can

kill me. Let's see how

realized something. Her face turned pale, and she stared

news of my engagement to Nathaniel in Saeviffe was deliberately spread through global media to

Abigail understood everything now.

had indeed set

to outsmart me. I thought you were

about your life. I'll kill you today. Once you fall, everyone will think you slipped off the

you love being

I'll give you your last moment of fame today.

bride-to-be falls

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