The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 471 Fleeting Flames and Lingering Shadows

Like a brilliant flame, it burned brightly for a moment before fading, leaving behind only the ashes of memory and a trace of warmth.

Frey slowly picked up her coffee cup; the coffee had gone cold.

She grabbed Jacob's keys, left the cafe, and got into Sawyer's car.

Despite his tough exterior, Sawyer could be quite considerate, knowing she would need a car to get around Pontenero during her stay.

Starting the car, Frey thought for a moment and picked up her phone.

There were no calls or messages from Nathaniel. Previously, even when she was

on business trips or just in Saeville, Nathaniel would message her frequently, sometimes he would even video call her.

Now, his sudden silence made Frey uncomfortable.

Habits could be powerful. Once established, they become ingrained, and their sudden absence feels jarring.

he had personally entered into her phone, warning her

a deep breath, ready to call, but the memory of Nathaniel and Luna's intimate moment in the car flooded her mind, making

coal in her hand, and she threw

rubbed her face hard,

approached, the number of tourists in

tourist season, so the

took flight. A tall young man in a denim jacket and baseball cap, carrying a grass-green backpack, walked

hiding in the alley watched

approaching and a trace of panic flashed across

couldn't fathom how

for him several times in the square, which frightened him so much that he didn't dare to come

hadn't eaten properly for a long time and was always

he couldn't steal something, those people wouldn't let him

turned to escape, but his pursuer, Taylor,

into the cement pipe, let alone catch him, the boy rushed toward

mind, he crouched and crawled into the cement pipe, breathing heavily but