The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Nathaniel's fingers hovered over another video file, hesitant to click on it as a disturbing thought crossed his mind.

If the misunderstandings between him and Freya were caused by Luna's

interference, what shocking secrets could this other video hold?

The people stationed at Pontenero had informed him that these were surveillance items from his villa, specifically concerning Mrs. Morgan.

Koen, driving the car, noticed Nathaniel's unease through the rearview mirror and slowly pulled over to the side of the road.

"Mr. Nathaniel, is everything alright? What's happening?"

Nathaniel took a deep breath but didn't respond to Koen's question. Instead, he clicked on the video file in front of him.

The video's perspective was from a camera in his Pontenero apartment during the incident involving Luna.

Nathaniel knew that Luna had people in Pontenero who kept the information tightly sealed, so he had no idea what was happening in Saeville. Consequently, he decided to thoroughly inspect Pontenero, including his apartment.

To his surprise, the video showed footage from the entrance of his apartment.

The video had been edited to include only relevant information for Nathaniel to

see.

Holding his breath, Nathaniel furrowed his brow. Even Koen, sitting in the driver's seat, felt a chill run down his spine.

Nathaniel stared intently at the video. It showed nighttime footage of a taxi pulling up in front of his apartment. Freya exited the taxi, looking anxious.

She ran from the taxi to his apartment door and rang the doorbell.

Nathaniel suddenly remembered that at that time, he had been drowning his sorrows in a bar in Leisville, and the apartment was empty.

Freya knocked frantically on the door, then realized no one was home and sat down under a large oak tree near the entrance.

The tree's thick foliage cast heavy shadows on the ground, enveloping Freya's slender figure.

During this quiet period, Nathaniel felt as though he was undergoing a silent judgment, with his heart racing anxiously.

After a long wait, another vehicle entered the surveillance camera's range. Nathaniel recognized it as one of his Pontenero cars.

The camera at his apartment entrance captured the vehicle clearly under the lights.

Inside the car, Luna was seen driving, while Nathaniel, visibly intoxicated, appeared to be in a state of unconsciousness.

Suddenly, Luna unfastened her seatbelt and climbed over to Nathaniel in a dramatic manner.

If someone had been watching from the front of the car, they might have misinterpreted the situation as something inappropriate.

Nathaniel's expression shifted abruptly as he realized Freya was sitting under the oak tree nearby. From her perspective, it might look as if Nathaniel and Luna were engaged in something scandalous.

Frozen in disbelief, Nathaniel watched the footage, overwhelmed by the flood of past events and realizing the severity of his error.

He understood now why Freya had demanded a divorce, even after he had saved her at High Seas.

"Koen!" Nathaniel's mouth felt dry and bitter. Had he misunderstood something? No wonder Freya had insisted on the divorce. The truth was becoming clear.

"Koen..." Nathaniel's voice wavered slightly as he asked Koen to call Freya again to clarify things. At that moment, Koen's phone rang once more.

With Nathaniel's recent volatility and blocking nearly everyone from his personal phone, Koen had become the main point of contact.noveldrama

Koen answered the call, and Sawyer's voice growled from the other end.

"Make that bastard Nathaniel answer the phone!"

Sawyer's angry shout was so loud over the phone that Nathaniel, sitting nearby, heard every word clearly without needing Koen to relay the message.

Nathaniel snatched Koen's phone, noting Koen's anxious look. This was his backup phone, as Nathaniel had already smashed one earlier.

Sometimes he had to give his personal number to important clients for convenience, but he had no idea how Sawyer got this number.

"Nathaniel! You're a bastard!"

Sawyer's frustration was evident as he shouted into the phone.

"Nathaniel, do you even know what that item means to Freya tonight?"

"That necklace was the engagement gift from Freya's father to her mother twenty years ago. You've already caused her father's death, and now you're auctioning off Ker parents' love token to give to that worthless woman beside you? Don't you see this as a desecration to Freya?"

"You deceived her, caused her family's death, and sent her to prison. How can

you keep tormenting her? Are you even human?"

"If you have any guts, come and give me that gold necklace! I'll pay you thirty million. You shameless bastard!"

Sawyer's insults grew harsher, making even Koen uncomfortable.

Nathaniel held the phone tightly, speechless, his face showing deep horror. He stared at the phone, replaying Sawyer's words in his mind.

That was a gift from her father to her mother.

Nathaniel broke out in a cold sweat. He had no idea what he had done tonight He had bought the

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around Grace's neck in front of

Freya.

He couldn't forgive himself if the roles were reversed. He had shattered Freya's

feelings, beliefs, and dignity. This was beyond cruel.

"Mr. Nathaniel, Mr. Nathaniel, what's wrong?"

Koen was alarmed by Nathaniel's changing expression.

"Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to the hospital? I can call Ozzy."

Nathaniel was momentarily disoriented but snapped back to reality when he heard Koen's words. He suddenly shouted at Koen in a low, urgent voice.

"Turn back!"

"Mr. Nathaniel?" Koen felt like Nathaniel had lost his mind.

"Turn back! Go back to the Artificial Island Project where the charity event was held."

Koen thought Nathaniel must have left something behind. He quickly turned the car around, heading back to the Artificial Island Project.

By the time they returned, the event had ended, and staff were cleaning up the

venue.

Nathaniel didn't head straight into the venue Instead, he bypassed the exhibition center and made his way to the garden's fountain. Without hesitation, he jumped into the icy water with a splash.