The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 87 Encounter With Peyton

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Freya fled in desperation until the sound of pursuing footsteps gradually faded. Soon, the only sounds that filled the air were her own footsteps, her labored breathing, and the occasional bark of a dog from a nearby courtyard.

Freya was alone, her vision starting to blur.

Eventually, she reached a dilapidated courtyard tucked away at the end of the alley. A broken water tank stood at the entrance, partially filled with water.

Exhausted, Freya threw herself against the door next to the water tank, knocking heavily.

“Who’s there?” Peyton’s voice echoed from inside, laced with panic that matched Freya’s owIL S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Even the patriarchs of several families in Sacville paled in comparison to his

escape, they would likely meet their end at his hands. They had to give it their

it’s me.” Freya managed to say, leaning heavily against the door. Her legs felt numb and sore, as if they didn’t belong

kneeling at the door, clutching the rusty copper

this strenuous run, she felt as though the air was seeping

by darkness, and the world

and quickly opened the door, helping her

too exhausted to speak and allowed Peyton

courtyard door, barricading it with an old wooden chair. She then

with old, undemolished buildings, some on the verge

they began to build densely packed houses in Brusville, hoping to receive relocation funds

due to the exorbitant demolition costs. Instead, Nathaniel invested in an artificial island

chaotic area had facilitated Freya’s escape, he might have

Saeville, leaving Brusville desolate, with limited access to

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