The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 191 Anticipating The Unveiling

Nathaniel gave a nod of approval. Indeed, it was in line with Freya’s taste.

Her sole interest lay in design, with other areas not quite falling within her realm of expertise.

A cold smile played on his lips. “This company seems to have a streak of good fortune. Perhaps we should consider a collaboration, a little bit of that luck might rub off on us.”

Nathaniel paused, “Let’s head back to the office. We have a traitor to unmask.”

Freya furrowed her brows but remained silent. She accompanied Nathaniel back to Technologent Group, taking the elevator straight to the chairman’s office on the twenty–eighth floor.

A few familiar faces were already waiting there. Freya had encountered them all before.

Hudson Martinez was one of Nathaniel’s most reliable employees, as was Xavier Perez.

This was Xavier’s first formal introduction to Freya, and he appeared slightly ill at ease.

Nathaniel had been relentlessly pressuring him over the past few days to recover the footage from the women’s prison, footage that was centered on Freya.

but associate her with the person in the footage. Having played a role in the downfall of the Gomez family, Xavier was still grappling with feelings

being successfully restored, and it wouldn’t be long before Freya’s

want Freya to discover that he had. been probing into her

two of them were constantly concealing things from each other and harboring suspicions,

conspicuous spot to sit. She

Nathaniel’s associates.

were the people who had contributed to her family’s downfall, and

I inspect Ms. Gomez’s laptop?” Xavier had been summoned by

revolve around Ms. Gomez. How exasperating. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

from Freya and handed it to Xavier. Nathaniel instructed, his tone icy, “There’s a pinhole

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Xavier, and the two began to converse in

growing increasingly bored. She had a habit of avoiding the windows

pulled out a carton of milk, warmed a glass, and handed

at it, slightly

cigars, now housed milk and a