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…”

are we going?” Freya asked, her

to have met her three years ago. A memory flickered in Freya’s mind, but it couldn’t be,

if a piece of her memory had vanished into thin air.

had been subjected to selective brainwashing.

strange sense of familiarity. Now it seemed that this

Lloyd, currently the talk of the town in Saeville. Freya had no

follow him out of the cafe, without even a moment to inform Peyton.

followed Sawyer to a brand new motorcycle parked outside. Despite her lack of interest in motorcycles, she knew that they were a popular

cost anywhere from tens to hundreds of thousands,

was mounting,

was about to head towards the Porsche parked nearby, Sawyer caught her wrist. His hands

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car, aren’t you? Aren’t you afraid he might have installed surveillance

his point. Nathaniel

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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 line of tolerance.

snap and imprison her