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.

personally entered into her phone, warning her never

deep breath, ready to call, but the memory of Nathaniel and

a burning coal in her hand,

her face hard, gradually suppressing the

number of tourists

season, so the area felt

a denim jacket and baseball cap,

thin figure hiding in the alley

in the alley saw Taylor approaching and a

couldn't fathom how he

the square, which frightened him so much that he didn't dare to

for a long time and was

he couldn't steal something, those people

young man turned to escape, but his pursuer, Taylor, seemed to have spotted

cement pipe, let

mind, he crouched and crawled into the cement