The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret
Chapter 121

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Enduring the relentless torment of prison life was a daunting challenge, even for the toughest of men. The daily grind could become unbearable, pushing some to the brink of despair, or contemplate ending their own lives. For a vulnerable young woman like Freya, the ordeal was even more harrowing

As dusk gradually gave way to dawn, they watched the last of the salvageable videos.

Some of the files were so severely damaged that they would require months of painstaking restoration. The group found it deeply unsettling to watch the videos that were still playable.

Nathaniel had remained rooted to the spot for hours.

The others had no choice but to stand with him.

Xavier was the only one seated, his fingers numb and aching from the repeated clicking required to restore the videos, It was a grueling task to sit there all night.

Finally, Xavier switched off the video and cast a cautious glance at Nathaniel.""I don't think we can watch any more of the video right now, Nathan," he said. "The hardware is shot, and the remaining videos are severely damaged. I'll need to take them overseas and consult with some hacker friends of

mine."

Nathaniel remained silent.

He slowly turned on his heels and made his way to the door. Suddenly, he stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

Koen and Hudson quickly stepped forward to steady him.

"Mr. Morgan, why don't you take a break? We can postpone today's meeting, Koen suggested.

Nathaniel looked terrible. He shrugged off Koen's support and continued towards the door.

He paused at the doorway and issued a command, "Keep up the pressure. Johnsons. I want a meeting with the legal team later. Put all other projects on hold for the next few days and focus entirely on dealing with the Johnsons."

"Understood, Mr. Morgan," Koen responded promptly

Three months later, the weather had turned chilly, marking the onset of autumn.

Freya, dressed in a tracksuit, walked out of the prison gates.

This time, she had not been sentenced. She was charged with creating a disturbance and released on bail.

The Johnsons had dropped all charges, causing public opinion to spiral into chaos.

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For a rising star, this was a disastrous time to be absent from the entertainment scene.

Outsiders were left in the dark about the true happenings, merely enjoying the drama that unfolded among the wealthy

Freya took a deep breath of the crisp autumn air releasing her pent-up frustrations.

She was heading towards the gate when she abruptly stopped.

Her gaze fell on the sleek black Maybach parked in front of the prison gates. The vehicle, listening the sunlight, exuded an understated yet intimidating presence. The car window rolled down, revealing Nathaniel inside.

Three months had passed since their last encounter. He seemed to be smoking more frequently

Nathanftel looked at Freya with a complex expression.

She frowned slightly but continued to walk towards Nathaniel. In her hands, she held a plastic bag containing her prison toiletries and some clothes.

Koen exited the driver's seat and opened the door on the other side for her.

Freya hesitated in front of the car door, glancing between the plastic bag and the luxury car

Nathaniel reached out and took the plastic bag from her, casually placing it on the back seat.

His voice was cold as he commanded. "Get in."

His reaction was exactly what Freya had expected.

She had caused him a great deal of trouble, and his response showed that he was a man with remarkable self-control.

Freya climbed into the car, and Koen closed the door behind her.

She curled up on one side, as if trying not to take up too much space.

Nathaniel sat on the other side, his gaze fixed on the scenery outside the window.

Neither of them spoke.

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