The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 291

“Forget it,” Abigail said with a resigned tone, “We’ve known each other for a while, and there were feelings between us. I won’t just leave you hanging.”

She handed Jolin a card. “Take this and go to Avalon for a full face reconstruction, especially for your eye that Frey damaged.”

“Don’t come back,” she added coldly. “You know what Nathaniel is like.”

Jolin’s chest heaved with emotion, but he managed a smile as he took the card. “You’re not completely heartless after all.”

“But here’s a tip,” Jolin said as he turned to leave, “Frey is a lot tougher to deal with than you and I thought. Be careful.”

Before Jolin could walk away, Abigail handed him her phone. “Aren’t you going to say goodbye to your parents?”

“I gave you a huge amount of money. Share it with your parents. Your brother’s in prison for life, and he’ll likely stay there forever.”

Jolin sneered. “Why should I share my money with them? They didn’t help me when I was attacked by Frey. Why should I help them now?”

She turned towards the boat moored beside the yacht, her expression cold. Once on the boat, she would be met by someone who would take her out to sea, away from Saeville.

As Abigail watched her go, she made a call.

“Ms. Abigail?” came the voice on the other end.

“Puncture a small hole in that rubber boat,” Abigail instructed quietly. “Make sure it starts leaking in half an hour.”

“Understood.”

“Understood.”

“What’s the situation with Charles?” Nathaniel asked. He had already learned that one of the arsonists was Jolin, but the whereabouts of the other, Charles, remained uncertain.

A shadow crossed Hudson’s face as he responded quietly, “He’s dead.”

Nathaniel was momentarily stunned. To his shock, Charles had died shortly after Jacob, though Nathaniel had never wished for his death.

Hudson continued, “Mr. Nathaniel, I think we should let the Rivera go. They’ve lost two members, and one is in a mental hospital. Despite everything, we’ve worked together in the past.”

Nathaniel’s face darkened at the suggestion. Hudson fell silent, sensing the tension in the room.