The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 537 The Weight of Regret

Watching Nathaniel walk away without a backward glance, Grace felt a deep chill, her body shaking uncontrollably.

The necklace Nathaniel had torn off her neck left a sharp, stinging pain.

In that moment, Grace finally grasped the reality.

The handsome, wealthy man she had admired was nothing more than a cold, heartless beast. Only Freya seemed capable of taming him.

Her dreams of becoming Mrs. Morgan were shattered; she was merely a pawn in Nathaniel's strategy to handle his marital issues.

Koen approached Grace. "Ms. Grace, please give me your account number and name a sum."

Grace, on the verge of tears, reluctantly pulled out her phone, found her bank account number, and shoved the screen toward Koen. "Here it is. But let me tell you, if I'm not satisfied with this 'compensation,' you'll regret it."

Koen chuckled softly. "Don't worry, Miss Grace. Mr. Nathaniel has never shortchanged any woman when it comes to money."

Nathaniel got into his luxurious yet understated Rolls-Royce, with Koen taking the driver's seat. "Where to, Mr. Nathaniel?"

exhaustion etched

from prison, as all the truths had emerged, Nathaniel had

their relationship had deteriorated to this point. They hadn't even had the chance to enjoy the sweetness of

and trusted him would never come back. Freya had changed; she now viewed him

could even hate him, but she couldn't blatantly flirt with

asked again, gripping the steering wheel and glancing

help but sigh inwardly, recognizing the

Vanara

villa, where he could

thirty-day cooling-off period nearing its end, it felt like a curse

to resolve their marital issues in such a

phone rang just as they stopped at a red light. He steadied the steering wheel and answered the call. It was

Koen, we reviewed

surveillance footage from Mr.

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segment we think Mr. Nathaniel should see personally. Also,

phone. They involve Mr. Nathaniel and