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The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 341

Not even the Hill family, nor Nathaniel himself, could save Abigail's life at this juncture.

Despite her desperate pleas, Nathaniel was not inclined to intervene.

Abigail's cries gradually subsided. The Hill family must have paid a hefty sum to establish contact with the outside world during her bail period.

"Are you done?" Nathaniel's voice was icy. His feelings toward Abigail were now laced with hatred, turning his expression dark even though he couldn't see her face.

Abigail's voice, soft and pitiful, came through the phone, designed to evoke Nathaniel's protective instincts. She knew Michael couldn't save her this time, only Nathaniel could.

"Nathaniel, I beg you. I swear I won’t target Ms. Frey again. I was wrong. I'm terrified. Please help me! My ribs hurt so much. I took that shot for you and it still hasn’t healed. It hurts! Please!"

Nathaniel's disgust was evident. He had gone against his principles countless times for Abigail and was utterly fed up.

"Abigail, three years ago I used Frey's left hand to pay for your ribs..."

His voice was so cold that Abigail dared not utter another word.

The mention of Frey's left hand made Nathaniel's left hand twitch involuntarily, as the pain had been festering for three years, deeply ingrained in his bones.

"I’ve given you money, covered up for your messes countless times. You probably can’t even track them yourself, can you?"

"Abigail, honestly, in every way, you are not worthy to even carry Frey's shoes."

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