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The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 254
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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 cover 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 cto 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.

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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 tcame, 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 chere late at night because of the women working in the tea shop. He must have chere for Frey.

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

He was wearing a long black windbreaker. The corners of the windbreaker swelled with the wind, making him look like a falcon in the night, ready to take off at any moment and peck out Taylor's eyes. Taylor's hand had already grabbed the holster and opened it.

Jacob nodded at him and walked towards the tea shop.

Taylor hurriedly followed in.

Frey's cheeks were a little red at this time. Although she only drank a glass of fruit wine, her face was still tinged with bright red, making her look very attractive.

The other girls drank a little too much, and everyone started playing ssmall games, which set off the atmosphere very well.

Suddenly, the door of the tea shop was pushed hard from the outside, and everyone was dumbfounded. Everyone knew that Frey had a bodyguard, so he waited outside in the car if he didn't want to follow her. But it wasn't the bodyguard who rushed in, it was the outstanding Taylor, who was from Saeville. Jacob turned his back to Taylor, who was following behind him. He stared at Frey with a somewhat manic look in his eyes, as if something had just happened.

Jacob grabbed Frey by the wrist. His grip was so strong that her wrist hurt.

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Peyton had also invited Jacob for her birthday today, because Jolin wanted timen En cause trouble for Frey, so he set a trap for Peyton.

As a result, Peyton fought with Jolin's people and was taken away by the FindNaval. Bet police. S'a'h the (P website on Google to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. It was Frey who found Jacob and bailed Peyton out. After that, the three of them would occasionally get together to eat and chat.

Jacob was the kind of social critic who quickly becfamiliar with Peyton At least before he was i trapped in Porejimo, the three of them had a good relationship. Peyton initially reserved a seat for Jacob, and he agreed immediately after receiving a call from her.

Unexpectedly, Jacob didn't show up and Peyton didn't mind. After all, Jacob was a boss. Unlike commoners like them, he had a lot to do.

But now that everyone had finished drinking, and playing, they were ready to leave.

Jacob suddenly rushed in, his expression looked strange.

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