The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 2 Seeing Him Again

If there was still one good thing in Freya’s life, it would be Peyton, who was trotting toward her now.

Peyton was her high school classmate; anyone who could be admitted to that high school was a top student.

In her sophomore year of high school, Peyton suddenly dropped out of school.

But the two of them were not close back then, so Freya did not pay much attention. It was a few years ago when Nathaniel brought her to a clubhouse, and the two of them bumped into each other. Peyton was a bar girl, and she was being bullied by some rich young men.

As the elder lady of the Gomez family, she just happened to save her. She did not even remember what she had done.

But, to her surprise, Peyton was the only one who paid her visits in jail throughout the years. Her so-called best friends and business partners did not even try to reach out and help her.

There was only Peyton.

Not only did she visit her from time to time, but she also spent her savings to save Freya’s mother, who got into a car accident and fell into a coma. Because of her, her mother was saved.

“Fay, are you okay?” Peyton dressed casually, but there was still heavy makeup on her face. She had severe dark circles underneath her eyes; the customers must have been difficult the night before.

Peyton’s eyes reddened as she said, “Sorry… I couldn’t bail you out.”

Freya grabbed her hand and slowly kneeled to her.

“Fay! What are you doing?”

She hurriedly helped her up and scolded her jokingly. “I’m not an old lady, so why are you kneeling to me? I’m too young for this!”

Peyton was making fun of her, and she let Freya sit on her electric motorcycle; they were heading toward her rented house.

Freya was holding onto Peyton’s waist tightly.

“Peyton, how much did you spend on my mother’s hospital fee?” Freya’s voice was rough; her vocal cords were damaged. Those prison tyrants not only used cigarettes to burn her mouth; they also locked her in the bathroom and set it on fire.

“Hey, we’re friends! It doesn’t matter.” Peyton laughed it off.

asking; Peyton’s denim jacket slipped up, revealing the scar on his waist that

hundred thousand dollars. You should take

introduce me to a job. I have been in prison before, so

being scolded and even beaten by the customers. She wanted to leave her job a long time ago if

repay

treatment in the hospital, and

was willing to

the Red Shift of Saeville, and Freya was forced to kneel and apologize to a woman with heavy

tall, but she knelt and huddled. She was really shivering because she could not afford to be

had just got out of it. She knew it would be hard for people like her to look for a job; she

for you.” Freya wanted to use her hands to wipe off the water stain

mopping the floor just now, this woman suddenly rushed into the toilet and vomited

the woman bumped directly into her; she insisted that she lick her

here were usually rich and powerful; he did not dare

looked at Freya and scolded, “What the f*ck is

asked playfully; his voice was nice and

hurriedly made way for that

and his facial features were sharp and

voice; she froze

contain her fears at

the Gomez family used to be neighbors; he used to climb over the fence of the

looked at the woman kneeling on the floor; she was unhealthily skinny, but he could still recognize

and he

grip when he looked at

Her face is ruined.

he grabbed her wrists and

when they saw her. They had complicated looks

“It’s really Freya!”

the one who attempted

rumored that Mr. Morgan sent her to

“She’s

that Freya was not on good terms with the Rivera and Morgan families, so they all looked down on

“When did you get out of prison? Why don’t you tell me beforehand so I can pick you up? Nathaniel might

Nathaniel!

more hearing his name being

her

left were fears toward the two of

away from his hands, and

to bring herself to talk, even though it was nearly a whisper. “Sorry, Mr. Rivera, I’m sorry for causing trouble

stain on her shoes kept

surprise. Is she still the

recognize her; she looked so vulnerable

but she was skinny and hunched her back; it seemed like