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 expectations.

him in surprise. He was

demeanor gentle and elegant, reminiscent of a warm jade emitting

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

appearance and preference for white attire,

momentarily stunned. Alexander’s expression remained impassive as he took a seat on the sofa, gesturing for her to do the same, “Ms. Gomez,

was devoid of emotion, as monotonous and precise as a robot.

took the seat

made his way

you, Freya responded

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

a show of sincerity, Freya had removed her face mask and

of reaction. He raised

men had their quirks. Nathaniel was partial

seemed more inclined to converse

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Alexander

It seemed only a select few knew