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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part of some truth-or-dare game. It's really insane. You wouldn't

out of this mess. Last night's events had been too wild to explain. She couldn't bring herself to explain what happened last night. She couldn't say it

Nathaniel, it would only lead to more trouble. So, Frey decided to go along with the cover

of money and sports cars. If they crash, they crash. Jacob is okay. He's just in

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

take your medicine and

close enough for her to ask for help with finding an apartment. When Frey arrived at the subway station, she was utterly exhausted and decided against taking the subway. Instead, she hailed a taxi to

marks, was in no condition

delivery person to drop them off at her rented apartment. She also ordered breakfast for herself but found