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The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 23
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Chapter 23 Sir Rivera.

"You." Jacob panicked.

He was not afraid of anyone-not his father, not his mother, but his grandfather.

His grandfather had high hopes for him. When the Rivera family was in a tof crisis, he saved him with his life.

If his grandfather was the one forcing him, he had no choice but to obey.

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Now that his grandfather was living abroad, he was living a good and easy life in his castle. He did not interrupt his affair anymore.

But when Nathaniel suddenly mentioned his grandfather meeting the Johnson family, it frightened him.

Could Nathaniel be the one? Nathaniel said slowly, "Sir Rivera is just back in the country; aren't you going to pay him a visit?" Jacob took a deep breath, and he had to put away the Junchbox. He turned around and muttered to Freya, "I'll go hfor now; see you tomorrow." Freya nodded to him.

Jacob glanced at Nathaniel before walking out of the ward It was not only that he was afraid of his grandfather; he also knew that he was ruthless. He would be furious if he got to know that he was taking care of Freya. After all, the Rivera and Gomez families were, in bad blood. And he might put Freya in danger because of it.

Koen wanted to put the flowers in the vase but only realized that Jacob had done it before him. He turned around and looked at Nathaniel.

Nathaniel gestured for him to take out Jacob's flowers. He put the flowers on the table and put in Nathaniel's baby's breath. He then left the ward with Ozzy.

Peyton was like a security guard, guarding at the bedside, worried that he might harm Freya.

Nathaniel looked at this foolish woman and frowned. He snorted, "Get the f*ck out!" "Why should I? Who are you to orderaround? Are you my dad?” Her voice was trembling, but she still scolded him nonetheless..

"Peyton, Freya was worried that she had really offended Nathaniel, so she said, "You should leave first." "No! He means no good! I'm not leaving: I'm....." "Koen!" Balance: 1694 + 934 1 Coins 1 Pearls Chapter 23 Sir Piveral Search ThE (Find) website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

Nathaniel pointed at Peyton with a fewn, and he said. "Bring her away!" "Yes," Koen grabbed her arms, and the red to drag her out of the ward. Peyton struggled forcefully, and she scratched his hands. He utawa carmed her out "Putdown! Letgo! W...

The door was closed behind her, The atmosphere in the ward was very Nathaniel slowly stood up and threw the smashed cigarette into the dustbin. He then picked up the flower bought by Jacob and slowly pulled our each of the flower petals; they were all scattered around on the ground.

Freya looked at him, who was slowly approaching she was shivering and sweating cold sweat.

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Nathaniel did not look at her; he was destroying threw the whole bouquet into the trash. He glance flower out of boredom. When he had enough, he an her and also at the tubes on her.

He was actually busy: the Technologent Group was working on the East Saeville Island project. It was hundreds of billions of dollars of investment, he do we rough every process.

But now that he was wasting his tin his enemys daugter ward, destroying flowers inexplicably m People would not believe him for doing such a chas, he could so believe himself either.

Nathaniel raised his hand to touch the tubes, but Fyn baunirinned her body and protected her head and O body. Her sudden movement re-injured her wound she was a great pits The two of them were stunned.

Freva actually did this out of reflex, she had been doing this for the vents in prison hver someone raised their hands on her, she would do it noderende Wattant frowned, and he withdrew his hands from the rabes. He pa ti dantis imo his trousers Treyn, let's have a talk! Nathaniel spoke softly, almost gently.

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