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

stared at him in surprise. He was

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

more akin to a mild–mannered, unassuming university professor than the only man

scholarly appearance and preference for white

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

emotion, as monotonous and precise

took the

or coffee?” Alexander rose and made his way to the wine cabinet behind him.

you, Freya

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

had removed her face mask and baseball cap for the meeting.

showed a hint of reaction. He raised an

had their quirks. Nathaniel was partial to

to converse

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