The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 490 A Tense Reunion

Frey was pushed forward slowly until she finally stopped on the deck.

Suddenly, the blindfold covering her eyes was pulled off, and the bright sunlight dazzled her, making her squint.

As her vision adjusted, she noticed a speedboat approaching the cruise ship.

Several tall bodyguards carefully helped a man in a wheelchair from the speedboat onto the cruise ship, carrying the wheelchair behind him.

Soon, they placed the wheelchair in front of Frey and helped Michael sit down.

Frey's eyes flashed as she looked at Michael. He had once been a loyal subordinate of Nathaniel's father, Zander, before striking out on his own and becoming quite influential.

He had even tried to marry his adopted daughter, Abigail, to Nathaniel, almost becoming Nathaniel's father-in-law.

However, Abigail's death at Nathaniel's hands irrevocably turned the Hill family and the Morgan family against each other.

"Where's my brother?" Frey asked coldly. She never felt comfortable around this man, not just because he was Abigail's adoptive father.

His sullen and thin face always gave her a bad impression.

Michael leaned back in his wheelchair, looking at Frey with a playful expression that sent shivers down her spine, making her feel like a prey being watched by a predator.

cup, stirred the foam with the lid, and laughed softly, "What's the hurry, Ms. Frey? Let's talk about

replied, staring at him. "One person acts, and another takes the blame. I set up the trap for her, and she died at Nathaniel's hands. But my brother is innocent. If you let him go, I'll do whatever you want." Michael raised an eyebrow and smiled lightly, "Very good. You have the same temper as your father, Killian. Quite

need to see my brother

could finish, the tall man holding her shoulders suddenly kicked her knees hard, forcing her

previous injuries from three years in prison, she gritted

shown enough sincerity. I hope you can do the same so we can talk. Whether

might not want to kill me to vent your anger. You must have another intention in mind. We

slowly sat up straight. He stared at her, but

gestured, and a young man

had been on the same boat all along. If she

in front of her. He wore a shabby T-shirt and thin brown pants, with injuries visible on his knees and

her down. When Mason's hood was removed, it revealed his bruised and swollen face. "Michael, are you satisfied? Attacking

Though he hadn't caused those injuries, he knew it was unnecessary to

trembling, had only tried to steal bags and money near the Music

up, he saw the woman whose bag he

her familiar yet strange

your

cried, unable

contain her grief and