The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Every woman who had been cast aside by him would inevitably miss him deeply. He had never been scolded like this before.

Alexander watched as Frey walked away, her back straight and unyielding like a pine tree standing tall against the elements. He found her resilience both amusing and intriguing.

He stood up and, with a smirk, called out to Frey's retreating figure. "If you have nowhere to go, come to Llyod Group. I can offer you any salary you want, just name your price!" Frey didn't look back as she only quickened her pace.

Her phone rang suddenly. it was Peyton calling.

Frey answered quickly, and Peyton's muffled voice came through, sounding like she had a cold. "Frey, how are you?"

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as part of some

to come up with a plausible excuse to keep Peyton out of this mess. Last night's events had been too wild to explain. She couldn't bring herself to explain what

to go along with the cover story and said with a chuckle, "It's fine. Don't worry. They went too far, but they still had

and sports cars. If they crash, they

riding the electric car last night, but I caught a cold from

and remember to take your medicine and go to bed

against it. Mandy was a business contact, and they weren't close enough for her to ask for help with finding an apartment. When Frey arrived at the

was in no condition to meet

cold medicine for Peyton, asking the delivery person to drop them off at her rented apartment. She also ordered breakfast for herself but