The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

"Come out! Kid!"

The young man held his breath, staying silent.

He was terrified of the man outside, feeling that he had offended someone he shouldn't have.

As he thought back, he realized all the trouble started when he snatched the bags of two women.

Could this man know them?

The boy wanted to beg for mercy as a sign of goodwill. He planned to hand over the money he had snatched.

Other items in the bags, especially passports, were usually immovable, and some daring thieves would throw the bag back after taking the valuables.

He placed all the bags he had snatched into the cement pipe and carefully pushed them outside before retracting his hand.noveldrama

Taylor sneered and bent down to pick up the exposed bag. It was open, and a passport fell out.

Taylor glanced at it subconsciously and was startled to see Frey's photo on the passport. He frowned, his eyes turning cold, and tossed it aside.

Closing his eyes slowly, he reflected on his actions, feeling somewhat childish. He had been thinking about the grievances between Nathaniel and Frey.

Even though Abigail was his biological sister, he felt she deserved to die.

If she was wrong, she was wrong; there was no way to justify it.

Even if Nathaniel had killed his sister, Abigail was the one who made the mistake. He took a deep breath, his voice tinged with coldness and depression.

"Come out!"

The boy was stunned and panic flashed across his face. He had already thrown the items out; why wouldn't Taylor let him go?

Soon, there were rustling sounds outside, particularly terrifying in the confined space.

Taylor was determined to teach this little brat a lesson for snatching Mandy's bag last time.

Thinking of the girl with a bright smile, he wanted to do something for her.

Taylor came well-prepared today.

Not only had he blocked the boy's escape route, but he also brought a bunch of rats, which he threw

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After a while, the boy couldn't resist anymore. He ran out crying, slapping the rats on his body in a frantic attempt to get them off. He was terrified.

Once he regained consciousness, Taylor strangled him from behind.

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The rough pad of Taylor's thumb, callused from handling guns, rubbed against the boy's neck, causing pain and numbness. The boy shivered with fear.

Taylor glanced at Frey's bag again and suddenly lost interest, deciding to let it go.

The boy had played tricks on him several times, and Taylor's bad temper made him reluctant to let him off so easily.

Despite his anger, he reminded himself that the boy was just a child.

Suddenly, Taylor had an idea. He took out his phone and found Luna's number that he had just added.

Since Luna was following Nathaniel, and Frey was his wife, it seemed fitting for Nathaniel to deal with the boy who stole her bag.

He dialed Luna's number.

Nathaniel's condition was very serious.

The last time he discovered that Frey's child was forcibly aborted in the women's prison, he went there to find his son's body.

Unable to bear the blow, he nearly died of a heart attack.

To save Frey, he had rushed into a fire to rescue her, worsening his condition.

Although his health had slightly improved, Frey had knocked him out this time.

In the morning, Nathaniel's private plane took him back to Saeville, where he was admitted directly to East Saeville Nursing Home.

Luna stayed in Nathaniel's apartment in Pontenero, sitting on the sofa and talking to Hudsong when Taylor's call came through.