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.

Alexander defied her

He

elegant, reminiscent of a warm

unassuming university professor

his scholarly appearance and preference for white attire, his actions

expression remained impassive as he took a seat on the sofa, gesturing for her to do the

devoid of emotion, as monotonous and precise

took

and made his way to the wine cabinet behind

suffice, thank you, Freya

handed her a glass of water, his icy gaze meeting hers as he

of sincerity, Freya had removed her face mask and

face, Alexander finally showed a hint of reaction. He raised an eyebrow slightly before sitting across from her with

Nathaniel

seemed more inclined to converse after seeing

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