The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret



The staff by Frey's side kept recommending this dress to her.

Frey found it too sexy, having always preferred a smarter look.

This was her first time trying a dress that conveyed such a powerful, yet subtly sexy aura.

The staff was astonished.

No woman had ever carried the aura of this dress as Frey did.

She had a unique temperament that was both fascinating and elegant.

Paired with this dress, she looked simple, mysterious, and beautiful.

Even Nathaniel, who was in a bad mood, was slightly taken aback when he saw Frey in the black dress.

When he and Frey were in love back then, she seemed silly, innocent, and pure.

She always wore light-colored clothes. When he first saw her, she was in a tutu with a baby doll collar, and her smile was filled with sweetness.

At that time, he saw her as a springboard and a tool for revenge.

Now, she was ruthless and scheming, capable of causing significant harm to Nathaniel in an instant.

Yet, Frey had no idea she was treating Nathaniel like aged wine tempered with poison.

He knew it was poison, but he couldn't resist drinking it, sip after sip.

Frey looked at Nathaniel and smiled. "How about this one?"

Tomorrow's exhibition was a grand event, and choosing an evening dress was a tough decision.

She had avoided thinking too much about it before, but the provocation by the two clerks had spurred her to act.

In a fashion capital like Pontenero, appearances matter greatly. She didn't want her clothes to cause any trouble.

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She wanted to hear Nathaniel's opinion. It took him a moment to recover from his shock. He looked at Frey and smiled. "It's very beautiful."

Frey felt that Nathaniel had been acting strangely all day but couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

She asked the staff for the dress, and Nathaniel helped her choose a few more pieces. They packed everything and sent it to the car.

Frey followed Nathaniel into the car. As soon as she sat in the passenger seat, her phone rang.

Nathaniel had a luxury apartment in Pontenero, not too far from Stardust Avenue, just a few minutes drive away.

Sawyer's call came in at that moment, and Frey quickly answered.

"Are you okay? Where are you now?" Sawyer's urgent voice came through the phone.

Frey remembered that she had set her phone to silent while at the police station and later while shopping to avoid disturbances. Sawyer had called her forty or fifty times. He was probably frantic. If he couldn't reach her tonight, he might call the police.

"I'm fine," Frey glanced at Nathaniel, feeling Sawyer didn't need to know the details.

Sawyer was relieved. "Frey, can you return to the hotel now?"

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"Okay! I'll be back right away!" Frey hung up. Work couldn't be delayed.

She looked at Nathaniel, who was driving. His expression had darkened.

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Frey wondered if he was jealous again. She had told him frankly that there were male colleagues on this business trip, and Nathaniel had agreed initially.

But after this call, he seemed unable to keep his composure.