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

stared at him in surprise. He was youthful, around

refined, his demeanor gentle and elegant, reminiscent of a warm jade emitting a soft

mild–mannered, unassuming university professor than

scholarly appearance and preference for white attire, his actions were

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

as monotonous and precise as a robot.

cautiously took the

his way to the wine cabinet behind

will suffice, thank you,

glass of water, his icy gaze meeting hers

sincerity, Freya had removed her face mask and baseball cap

seeing the network of scars marring Freya’s face, Alexander finally showed a hint of

Nathaniel was partial to smoking, while Alexander

to converse after seeing

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Alexander

seemed only a select few