The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Luna didn't expect Nathaniel to head to Maruva so quickly and even find out Freya was out in the high seas.

There was only one possibility for this: Freya had already leaked the sailing coordinates before boarding the ship.

How did she manage to leak them?

Luna felt a chill run down her spine. She never considered Freya a formidable opponent, but now she realized Freya was indeed a formidable adversary. No wonder even Abigail fell into her trap.

Although Hudson had hung up, Luna still clutched her phone tightly, lips pressed together, fear gradually filling her heart and driving her to the brink of madness.

She had accounted for many things but hadn't factored in Nathaniel's feelings for Freya.

Even after Freya cheated on him, he could still forgive her, which drove Luna a bit crazy.

No, she had to inform Michael to stop wasting time and quickly dispose of Freya. Luna had discovered Michael's dirty background, although he disguised it well, making it hard for most people to expose him.

In short, he was a psychopath. With Freya in his hands, she was bound to be tortured in unimaginable ways.

Previously, Luna hoped Freya would stay in Michael's hands for as long as possible, knowing how much he enjoyed tormenting young women. Letting Freya suffer in his clutches before dying was satisfying.

But, things had changed. Nathaniel had reached the high seas. If he found any trace of Michael, Luna would be in trouble too.

While their current goal was the same: killing Freya, they were not allies.

The more Luna thought about it, the more frightened she became. She barely realized Ethan as he cornered her, demanding an explanation.

"Ethan, I'm very tired. I want to go back and rest!" Seeing Ethan blocking her against the wall, Luna resorted to her trump card: playing the victim.

Although she was a strong-willed mixed-race woman, acting pitiful and weak in front of Ethan often made him yield to her.

Ethan saw her pale, sweaty face and felt pity. He said, "Luna, you know my feelings. We're about to get married. I hope you won't think about Nathaniel anymore. Let's live a good life together."

"If you're tired, let's go to our grandmother's countryside estate. We can raise some animals there. Don't you like animals? We could have a few dogs and take morning walks in the vineyard. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"You can see that Nathaniel doesn't like you. Why persist?"

"We..."

"Enough!" Luna trembled at the mention of Nathaniel. She might have slept with Ethan and was even about to marry him, but she didn't like him. This was an undeniable fact.

Luna ordered Ethan to stop talking. Returning to a simple life with Ethan wasn't what she wanted. She still cherished the time spent with Nathaniel.

He had a magical allure. Everything felt fresh and exciting.

Standing by his side on the highest throne, looking down upon everyone, was a feeling Ethan, a minor noble, could never give her.

Moreover, having come this far, Luna had no way back. From the moment she decided to target Freya, there was no hope left. She had to see it through to the end.

"Ethan, please leave me alone for a while. I'm very troubled right now."

Ethan moved his lips but didn't say anything more, opening the car door for her like a gentleman.

Luna didn't plan to invite Ethan along. She drove back to her apartment alone, forgetting it was the one she shared with Ethan, who had a key.noveldrama

She went to the second-floor bedroom, found her laptop, and started a surveillance program.

The program needed some time to run, so Luna sat on the bed, waiting for it to connect.

After a while, the program verified and displayed a live feed showing Freya being forced to kneel on the deck, with her brother hanging high over the side, apparently being used to coerce her.

Luna switched to another phone, a special satellite-bound device similar to a satellite phone.

Michael answered, sounding irritated and impatient.

"What are you calling for now? If I want..."

Michael couldn't speak openly in front of Freya, as he had things to extract from her. If she knew he intended to kill her, she might become uncooperative.

Having been slighted by Nathaniel, Luna wouldn't tolerate the same from Michael. Who did he think he was?

Raising her voice, Luna said, "Michael! Listen up! Nathaniel came to Pontenero and gone to Maruva. He might be heading your way."

"I hope you act quickly and throw Freya into the sea. If you don't act now, it might

be too late. What will you do then?"

"What?" Michael's voice turned urgent. Nathaniel is coming?

Wasn't he recovering from heart surgery in Saeville? How could he be so resilient?

But Freya was tough to crack, which frustrated Michael. She was more challenging than he anticipated.

His patience had limits. He wouldn't play this game with her forever.

While Michael was stunned, Luna coldly laughed, "Mr. Michael, I must remind you, not only are Nathaniel's people coming, but Sawyer's people might be there too." fo

"Sawyer has also gone to Maruva. You need to be careful now. Can the Hills family handle simultaneous battles with the Morgan and the Lloyd? Consider the cost."

Luna hung up, gasping for breath, feeling almost exhausted.

She put down the satellite phone and went to the dressing room to grab some clean clothes for a shower. She had time while Michael was interrogating Freya. She wanted to watch Freya die.

The thought excited her.

Humming, Luna opened the bedroom door, only to freeze, staring at Ethan leaning against the wall.

Ethan's eyes held a complex expression as he looked at her.