The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 510 The Unraveled Secret

Ethan collapsed to the ground. Despite his deep love for Luna, she had crossed a line that was unforgivable, involving even his father in her schemes.

He had long suspected the truth but had been unwilling to confront it.

Throughout his long, lonely life, the old man had been the father figure he had always lacked. He had grown up with Asgore's silent support, who had patiently tolerated all his flaws and bad temper.

Asgore was someone Luna should never have touched.

Ethan had always seen Luna's capriciousness as a charming quirk, but manipulating Asgore to commit crimes was beyond anything he could accept.

The gun in his hand slowly fell to the ground as he knelt on the dirty floor.

Asgore reached out and gently pulled his son into a tight embrace, repeatedly whispering, "My child, don't be sad. She isn't right for you. She truly isn't."

Ethan's head rested against the old man's chest as he began to sob softly.

"I've tried so hard for seven years. Why doesn't she love me?"

"She gave me her first time. I was her first man. Why can't she look back at me?”

"I can give her everything. Why? Why?"

Nathaniel watched coldly as Ethan and Asgore kneeled together, embracing. Soon, Koen called in with an update.

"Mr. Nathaniel, Luna is in the wine cellar."

Nathaniel's expression darkened slightly. "Contact the local police."

Koen was momentarily taken aback. He had expected Nathaniel to administer some personal form of justice, but it seemed he intended to turn her over to the authorities.

of kidnapping, attempted murder, and other serious offenses. The prospect

measure of mercy. She needed to understand that her actions had nearly cost

sense of resolution. It was a final act of

Luna wants to see

replied curtly. He had no intention of wasting any more time on this

are on their way. We don't want them to see

estate; the sound of police sirens and Luna's distant cries, screams, and frantic

without pausing, immediately boarding

of the wine cellar by the

was now hysterically crying and screaming. His brow furrowed deeply. He had often

the police dragged Luna out, she struggled and tried to break free, but they forcefully

don't

worn out, as if on the verge

could clear

had never seen Luna like this before. Her hair was disheveled,

brow tightened as he instinctively recoiled. This was not the strong, queenly woman

was now a far cry

street brawler

no interest in Luna. She was too competitive, unreasonable,

pushed into the police car, Asgore, who followed behind remained calm. He looked at his son and said softly, “Ethan,

will meet many people, both men and women. Among them, there will be someone who is

you

He felt deep shame for the turmoil

darkening sky, realizing he was

were about to check the surveillance cameras when Mr.

decided not to disturb him, allowing him some rest. The surveillance review would have to wait until Nathaniel returned