The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 91 Alexander Lloyd.

Finished

Clad in a pristine, high–end suit, he stood tall, his stature rivaling Nathaniel’s. His back was turned to Freya, yet even from this angle, he exuded an oppressive aura.

Freya remained on her guard, the door closing softly behind her. The raucous noise from the octagonal cage outside was amplified by the electronic screens, accentuating the eerie silence within the room.

Taking a deep breath, Freya greeted, “Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lloyd!”

The tall, striking figure seemed momentarily taken aback before slowly turning to face her.

Upon seeing Alexander Lloyd, Freya was taken aback. She had encountered many formidable men, Nathaniel included.

In her mind, the mastermind behind an underground boxing ring was bound to be a formidable figure, either cunning or bloodthirsty.

defied her expectations.

him in surprise. He was youthful,

were refined, his demeanor gentle and elegant, reminiscent of a warm

a mild–mannered, unassuming university professor

scholarly appearance and preference for

as he took a seat on the sofa, gesturing for her to do the same, “Ms. Gomez, please

of emotion, as monotonous

cautiously took the seat opposite him.

coffee?” Alexander rose and made his way to the wine

suffice, thank you,

water, his icy gaze meeting hers as he

her face mask and baseball cap for the meeting.

scars marring Freya’s face, Alexander finally showed a hint of reaction. He raised an

that these powerful men had their quirks. Nathaniel was partial to smoking, while

to converse after seeing Freya’s scars.

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