The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Calling her Frey? Who are you to call her that? Using her nickname in front of her husband like that, all so familiar and intimate. Any man would be furious. And he's claiming they're all family, it's infuriating.

Sure enough, Nathaniel's face darkened, and he let out a soft laugh, which was even more terrifying than not smiling at all.

He picked up the jewelry and examined it closely. Although he didn't understand jewelry, the designs and patterns were familiar.

Sometimes, when Freya sat in her study chair, drawing on her computer,

Nathaniel would sit nearby, reading financial magazines and occasionally glancing at her work, admiring her talent.

Now, seeing the familiar designs, he felt a chill in his heart.

She can't be trusted! Freya can't be trusted at all!

Were they just pretending to be close while actually growing apart?

He realized he had made a mistake, pushing the Gomez family too hard. But his biggest mistake was falling in love with this woman, loving her so deeply that he couldn't pull himself out.

Now what was he supposed to do?

He couldn't bring himself to punish her, couldn't hit or scold her. Even if she cheated on him, he'd have to endure it.

His fingers tightened around the jade pendant, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.

Sawyer smirked. "So, Mr. Morgan, do you like it? If you do, we can sign the order. Since money is no issue for you, we'll have plenty of opportunities to interact in the future. For this first transaction, I'll give you a big discount..."

Suddenly, Sawyer's phone rang. Someone had sent him a video call, which was quickly disconnected, leaving behind a video message.

The video played silently, but the image quality was high.

Sawyer watched the video, his face changing instantly. He stood up abruptly, glaring at Nathaniel.

Freya was startled, while Nathaniel remained calm, a mocking smile playing on his lips as he looked at the jewelry in his hand.

Sawyer, upon seeing the video, rushed towards Nathaniel but was pushed back by Koen.

The atmosphere grew tense, with some people ready to call the police.

Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, looking at the enraged Sawyer. He gestured to Koen, who stepped back, standing behind Nathaniel.

Freya had no idea what trap Nathaniel had set for Sawyer, one that could provoke him to this extent.

Nathaniel calmly adjusted his shirt cuffs. "If you dare to attack me, I'll call the police. You know better than I do what the consequences will be."

Sawyer's phone chimed again, signaling another video message. He glanced at it, his face turning ashen, his teeth clenched as he stared at Nathaniel. "What do you mean by this?"

"Heh, nothing much," Nathaniel leaned back, taking out a cigarette

but refraining from lighting it in front of Freya. His long fingers played with it gently.

"Just thought tonight's banquet was lively and wanted to play with Mr. Sawyer fornoveldrama

a bit."

"Play?" Sawyer's eyes were fixed on Nathaniel's face. How dare he!

Nathaniel tossed the nearly crushed cigarette aside and picked up the jewelry

from the table. "These are your company's new designs, right?"

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"Yes! Since Mr. Morgan likes them, I'll have them packed for you. No charge put it on my account," Sawyer's jaw was clenched tightly, looking ready to explode.

Nathaniel chuckled softly. "I never take advantage of others."

"Fine! I'll sell them to you at a low price!" Sawyer gritted his teeth.

Nathaniel slowly stood up from the sofa, leaning closer to Sawyer, and said, "Beg

me."