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The President's Blunder: A Story of Love and Regret

Chapter 362
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Chapter 362 Vanishing Acts

Taylor instinctively touched his pocket, wanting to give something to her, but he found nothing except the rope

meant to strangle her and the revolver hidden at his waist. Goodbye, my dear sister.

To Taylor, Abigail was still the five-year-old girl who had gone astray. Her mistakes and twisted path were all his

fault as her brother.

He let Abigail go, knowing he owed Nathaniel an explanation. After all, his sister had killed Nathaniel's son and

tormented the woman he loved most.

Abigail rowed desperately, her shoulders, arms, and ankles burning with pain. She didn't dare stop, rowing

frantically towards the other side.

Halfway, she paused and glanced back at the tall figure on the shore. He was obscured by the night, barely

visible.

With a sense of relief, Abigail allowed the boat to drift, a hint of sarcasm playing on her lips. Anna and her

brother were both fools, easily manipulated by her.

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Over three months passed, and Abigail seemed to have vanished. Neither the police, the Hill family, nor even

Nathaniel, who had been tracking her, could find any trace of her. Taylor, too, had disappeared.

In the small conference room on the 28th floor of Technologent Group, Nathaniel smoked continuously, his

expression grim. Koen and the others were anxious, and Hudson cursed in frustration.

"Is she a devil? Or scelestial being? Has she flown away?"

Ozzy, who had also rushed over,

wore a cold expression. The four of them had been taken in by Nathaniel

and had changed thei

Martinez to facilitate travel in

Buranda, becoming the Martinezs.

Now, Taylor was missing.

Ozzy spoke slowly, "Taylor is always reliable. If he didn't catch Abigail, he would have sent news every day. The

lack of news means he met Abigail.

"The first possibility is Taylor let her go for reasons we don't know."

"Impossible!" Hudson growled. "Even if we were all dead, Taylor is the least likely to betray Nathaniel! | swear it

with my life!"

Ozzy, though panicked, continued,

"Okay, the second possibility. He met her but didn't return with her, and now he hasn't cback. What could

have happened?"

The implication was clear that Taylor might have been killed by Abigail. Even Ozzy hesitated to voice this

suspicion.

Hudson looked at Nathaniel and said, "Nathaniel, I'll go to Panavoc to find him."

Nathaniel nodded, "Bring a few more people with you."

He stared coldly at Abigail's photo, which Taylor had secretly sent. The blurred figure in the picture had

eluded him. She had outwitt.}

them

all, including Taylor.

How could he have believed that Frey pushed Abigail down the stairs, crippling her left hand?

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