The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 189 What Have You Done?

Alexander’s reputation had plummeted dramatically due to recent events. Having just established himself in Sacville, it was inevitable that he would encounter some difficulties.

Nathaniel pondered the situation, yet he couldn’t discern who in Saeville harbored such animosity towards both of them.

It wasn’t until he noticed Freya, with her impassive countenance, that a possibility dawned on him. If it had indeed been Freya, she had certainly become more cunning.

He glanced at the red marks on Freya’s neck, the ones he had inflicted, and was instantly consumed by rage. He was at a loss for words.

“Freya, explain yourself!” he demanded.

Freya offered a bitter smile, her gaze meeting Nathaniel’s. I collaborated with my colleagues in the design department to create the initial draft.”

“Had Alexander not interfered, the first version would have sufficed. There would have been no need for a second iteration.”

Nathaniel’s face turned pale. “Go on!”

Freya inhaled deeply. “The second draft was merely a whimsical sketch, never intended for submission. I didn’t believe it would be suitable, given its artistic nature.”

benefit from more conventional designs. That’s why I kept it to

impulsively anymore, Mr. Morgan. I promise to consult with you on all future

old excuse. He knew she was being deceitful, but he was powerless to challenge

was the first draft stolen?”

to maintain his composure. He was curious to see how

laptop I used. I installed a micro camera near the power switch, a pinhole one. It’s small enough to be mistaken for

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

anticipated that someone would exploit it. After all, I had signed the non–disclosure agreement. I was merely being

that something

laugh. “I recall you never had an interest in such

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lifted her head to meet Nathaniel’s gaze. “Once biten, twice shy. I eventually wised up, you

Freya’s words felt like a dagger to

words stirred a sense of guilt within him. He

the car window interrupted their conversation, and Koen rolled down the

young woman’s face appeared. She was undoubtedly youthful, but her attire aged her significantly. She was dressed in

a flight attendant. Her makeup was minimal, and she wore a