The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Luna was stunned. Taylor had called so urgently just to meet a boy she didn't even know.

The boy was dressed in rags. His clothes were dirty from dealing with Taylor at the cement pipe.

"Taylor, this is..." Luna was genuinely confused.

Taylor stood up, and the boy beside him staggered to his feet, his face full of fear.

Taylor picked up the denim jacket covering the boy's arm, revealing that he had tied up the boy with a rope in a sailor's knot.

Luna couldn't help laughing. Taylor was the only one among them who could rival Nathaniel in martial arts.

She didn't expect that the second most powerful person around Nathaniel would resort to using a sailor's knot to tie up a child. Was he inviting her to come and watch him?

Taylor hooked the rope in his hand, pulled the boy in front of Luna, and handed her the rope's end.

Luna caught it instinctively, and Taylor handed her another bag. "This is Frey's bag, he snatched it from her. You should give it to Mr. Nathaniel."

"This child probably has no way out, so I'll leave him to Mr. Nathaniel. That's it, I'm leaving."

Taylor, having spent too much time on this child, was impatient. Negotiating with Nathaniel was not convenient for him now.

He had caught the child impulsively, like grabbing a hot potato, unsure of what to do next.

The best option was to let Luna take the child and Frey's bag back to Nathaniel. The bag contained Frey's passport and a hard drive, which likely held valuable information that needed to be returned promptly.

This little guy was quite bold enough to rob Nathaniel's woman, showing a blatant disregard for his life.

Taylor, always efficient, left the child and Frey's bag with Luna, then donned his backpack and strode away.

Luna, perplexed, coldly rifled through Frey's bag, her eyes filled with sarcasm.

Taylor had indeed caused her trouble, but Frey's affairs were irrelevant to her. She had enough of this woman's existence.

Luna hooked the bag strap and looked at the boy, who stood cautiously.

He had been beaten by Taylor and, seeing that the woman seemed to be with the psychopathic man, didn't dare move.

Luna glanced at the boy with

Shorted coldly, and prepared

to stuff the bag into his hands, wanting him to leave with it belongs to

Just as she raised her hand, she saw two tall Truenian men, followed

by a middle-aged fat man Wrying

looked like he was Lamian, hurrying toward the Music Square. noveldrama

Sawyer, the second son of the Lloyd family was not far behind. He leaned against

a marble sculpture and used his phone.

Luna had no time to appreciate Sawyer's charm. A chill crept up her back.

What is Sawyer doing here? Is he looking for something?

Though Luna knew he wasn't looking for her as she wasn't so charming that she could attract his attention.

She noticed the boy across from her had moved. Initially well-behaved, he now seemed frightened and began to tremble.

Moreover, the boy was looking toward Sawyer's people with panic in his eyes, especially when he saw the Lamian man. He couldn't control his trembling.