The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 6 Saving Peyton

Freya gritted her teeth, and she ignored the cramping sensations in her stomach.

She climbed toward the first man; everyone surrounding her was mocking and laughing at her. Peyton was shouting and crying, but someone covered up her mouth. She was wailing miserably.

Freya felt terrible, but she had to do it no matter what.

Peyton was not supposed to be involved, but she accidentally dragged her into this mess. She had a guilty conscience.

She can’t imagine what would happen to Peyton if she ran away.

She had nothing to lose anymore, so she could bring herself to obey their instructions. All it mattered to her was for Peyton to leave safely.

Freya slowly crawled on the hard and icy floor tiles. She was shivering from her knee pain.

She crawled over the legs of the first man, and she kneeled as she drank the first glass. Her hands were trembling badly, but she still forced herself to finish it.

She felt the burning sensation in her stomach, and she suddenly laid on the floor and spit a mouthful of blood.

“Fay!” Peyton broke free, but she was being kicked to the ground; she groaned in pain.

“Don’t hit her; I’ll drink it! I’ll drink it!” Freya felt that she was out of breath, and she had tinnitus. She glanced miserably at the surroundings, and there was fringe.

Robert slapped his thighs and said, “Ha, ha! This is so fun!”

“Is the wine good?”

Freya forced a smile, and she answered, “Yes, thank you, Mr. Reeves!”

butt like a dog! Do it now!” He slammed a

the Red Shift, the customers were not allowed to step foot on this floor. It was a private room, but it was more like a small bar; there

meeting. The ones who were allowed to be here were usually his best friends, even though his biggest customer might not have the honor to be

noisy atmosphere, the floor was rather

did not seem like his usual self tonight; his face was grumpy

Savannah intends to do an island reclamation project. If we can get this project, our future

in Saeville; he was being brought back to the country by Nathaniel. Nobody knew that Nathaniel actually held sixty percent of the shares of the company owned by the

in a motorcycle suit and earrings agreed with a smile. He was a financial tycoon in Saeville; his name was Xavier, and his nickname was Knuckles. He was Nathaniel’s

the Omnilert Group account password with his help.

set-up, he completely defeated and ruined

and Xavier were happily discussing the blueprint for the development

thoughts to himself; he stared into the night sky

was sitting still with a glass of wine in his hand; nobody could tell what he was

was a careful knock on the door; everyone

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the door. “M… Mr.

frowned and answered,

she was holding a tablet in her hand that was connected to the intranet. The security camera was

reach out to him because she was afraid that woman might be severely injured

played too wild in the Red Shift, but none of their lives were

would try to reason with the customers, and they would let the women off the

that woman. But she was a very smart woman; she could tell that Nathaniel did not

was really dead, she would definitely take the

it, she gathered her

Morgan, she’s in a critical situation now! Mr. Morgan!” She was saying it anxiously, and she put the tablet on the table in front of

the tablet. He was stunned for a while, and then his face

moment, Freya had already crawled under a man’s legs, and she was vomiting non-stop on the ground after gulping a glass of

screen; Kayden and Xavier also heard about Freya

this woman, but seeing what was happening in front of them, they felt that the ruthless

in the older generation; Freya was actually oblivious to what had happened. She was unlucky to fall in

Freya was jailed, and her hand is disabled.

at Nathaniel; they wanted to persuade him, but he had a murderous

chose to keep

stared hard at that tiny and trembling figure; he was

took a breath and was about to get up. But someone stood up and dashed toward the door; it