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The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 254

A hint of ridicule flashed across Taylor's stern brows, feeling unworthy of Nathaniel.

Nathaniel devoted his life to doting on that woman. Now, for so many days, Nathaniel had been unable to contact anyone. Yet, she could still come over to celebrate her friend's birthday with peace of mind. Doesn't she worry about Nathaniel at all?

Then Taylor smiled mockingly to himself.

I guess Frey wished Nathaniel would die, right?

The word death suddenly popped into Taylor's mind. He was lighting up a cigarette and waiting for Frey to end this boring birthday party.

As a result, the word "death" suddenly came to mind, and the cigarette in his mouth dropped in panic, almost burning his clothes.

He hurriedly put out the hot cigarette butt, and his frown deepened.

Taylor lowered his head and looked at his watch. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and a song was being sung inside. These ladies were really making a scene.

He was about to open the car door to find Frey. She must go home; she must return to Ocean Villa.

He couldn't sit still and couldn't care so much.

When the time came, he was going to let other people after Frey. He had to go to Buranda.

Taylor had just opened the car door and was about to get out when suddenly, a Maserati drove up from behind. The body of the car was red and flashy.

Is it Jacob?

Taylor got out of the car at once, and Jacob's car rushed over from behind. He was very close to the Bentley, and then he braked suddenly, feeling that the front of the car was about to tilt up.

Taylor's eyes twitched, his gaze was cold, and he raised his hand, slowly reaching into his jacket.

He didn't think that Jacob came here late at night because of the women working in the tea shop. He must have come here for Frey.

Jacob opened the car door and walked out, smiling confidently at Taylor.

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