The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 145 Breaking Free

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She had been subjected to brutal, inhumane torture of the highest intensity, resulting in the loss of her unborn child.

The child. merely four or five months in gestation, was cruelly taken from her through a forced cesarean section. That operation…

Freya clenched her fists tightly, her eyes shut, unable to revisit the past, too painful to look back.

A young man extended his hand towards Freya, offering a polite smile, “Hello, let’s reintroduce ourselves. I’m Sawyer Lloyd. We actually met three years ago.”

Freya’s abrupt movements caught the attention of the coffee shop patrons, their surprised gazes turning

towards her.

Sawyer’s lips curled into a charming smile, he gestured towards the window and suggested in a low chuckle, “Shall we continue our conversation elsewhere? This place is a bit noisy, and I suspect you wouldn’t want your friend to overhear, would you?”

“I can see that you’re protective of your friend and don’t want to involve her, but it’s tough to fight alone, isn’t it?”

“Do you want…”

going?” Freya asked,

her three years ago. A memory flickered in Freya’s mind, but

her memory had vanished into thin air. Trying to retrieve it brought nothing but

she had been subjected to selective brainwashing.

underground boxing ring, she had felt a strange sense of

man was the half–brother of Mr. Alexander Lloyd, currently the talk of the town in Saeville. Freya had

no choice but to follow him

to a brand new motorcycle parked outside. Despite her lack of interest in motorcycles, she knew

from tens to hundreds of thousands, even millions.

the motorcycle Sawyer was mounting, feeling a pang of embarrassment.

Porsche parked nearby, Sawyer caught her

Balance

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145 Breaking Free

Aren’t you afraid he might have installed surveillance in it?”

his point. Nathaniel was

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against the Gomcmily and him. Now, even as she enjoyed a brief respite of freedom, she was treading on Nathaniel’s thin

day, he would snap and imprison