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

him in surprise. He was youthful, around

gentle and elegant, reminiscent of a warm jade emitting a soft glow.

mild–mannered, unassuming university professor than the only

preference for white attire, his actions were ruthless.

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

emotion, as monotonous

cautiously took

made his way to the wine

thank you, Freya responded hastily.

a glass of water, his icy gaze meeting

had removed her

the network of scars marring Freya’s face, Alexander finally showed a hint of reaction. He raised an eyebrow slightly before sitting across from her with his coffee.

men had their quirks. Nathaniel was

inclined to converse after seeing Freya’s

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heart pounded. It seemed only a select few knew of Alexander’s