The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 490

Frey was pushed forward slowly until she finally stopped on the deck.

Suddenly, the blindfold covering her eyes was pulled off, and the bright sunlight dazzled her, making her squint.

As her vision adjusted, she noticed a speedboat approaching the cruise ship.

Several tall bodyguards carefully helped a man in a wheelchair from the speedboat onto the cruise ship, carrying the wheelchair behind him.

Soon, they placed the wheelchair in front of Frey and helped Michael sit down.

Frey's eyes flashed as she looked at Michael. He had once been a loyal subordinate of Nathaniel's father, Zander, before striking out on his own and becoming quite influential.

He had even tried to marry his adopted daughter, Abigail, to Nathaniel, almost becoming Nathaniel's father-in-law.

However, Abigail's death at Nathaniel's hands irrevocably turned the Hill family and the Morgan family against each other.

"Where's my brother?" Frey asked coldly. She never felt comfortable around this man, not just because he was Abigail's adoptive father.

His sullen and thin face always gave her a bad impression.

Michael leaned back in his wheelchair, looking at Frey with a playful expression that sent shivers down her spine, making her feel like a prey being watched by a predator.

He took a sip of hot tea from a Truenian ceramic cup, stirred the foam with the lid, and laughed softly, "What's the hurry, Ms. Frey? Let's talk about my daughter Abigail first."

"I knew you'd say that," Frey replied, staring at him. "One person acts, and another takes the blame. I set up the trap for her, and she died at Nathaniel's hands. But my brother is innocent. If you let him go, I'll do whatever you want."

Michael raised an eyebrow and smiled lightly, "Very good. You have the same temper as your father, Killian. Quite responsible."

"But..." Frey cut in, "I need to see my brother first before we can talk!"

Before she could finish, the tall man holding her shoulders suddenly kicked her knees hard, forcing her to kneel on the deck in pain.

She broke out in a cold sweat. Despite her previous injuries from three years in prison, she gritted her teeth and looked at Michael without any sign of fear.