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?"

and Abigail raised her hand, delivering a

Frey pressed her tongue against her cheek, feeling the sting of

"I didn't expect you to still come after me. You

this time! If

me. Let's

turned pale, and she stared at Frey. "Did you set a trap? Did you do this on

finally figured it out. The news of my engagement to Nathaniel in Saeviffe was deliberately spread through global media to provoke you. + knew you'd go mad

Abigail understood everything now.

of Frey and Nathaniel had driven her insane. Frey had indeed

you to outsmart me. I thought you were

your life. I'll kill you today. Once you

you love being

your last moment of

bride-to-be falls

эле

wedding.' How about that?