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.

man. Even the patriarchs of several families in Sacville paled in comparison to

would likely meet their end at his hands. They

Her legs felt numb and sore, as if they

was practically kneeling at the door, clutching the rusty

and nearly died. Now, after this strenuous run, she felt

obscured by darkness, and the

quickly opened the door, helping her

too exhausted to speak and allowed

with an old wooden chair. She then helped Freya towards the main room, sighing in

with old, undemolished buildings, some on the verge of collapse.

would expand southward, given its proximity to the scenic Antique Street. As a result, they began to build densely packed houses in Brusville, hoping to receive relocation funds

in the area due to the exorbitant demolition costs.

area had facilitated Freya’s escape, he

desolate, with limited access to healthcare, cramped living spaces, and inadequate education facilities.

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