The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Mandy asked everyone to leave, wanting to speak with Frey alone. She then announced that Frey would be taking charge of the design department at Andala Corp from now on.

Once the office was empty, Mandy nearly leaped from her seat, locked the door, and approached Frey with exaggerated humility.

"Ms. Frey, are you satisfied with the terms we discussed?"

"If not, we can always renegotiate! After all, it's your money we're talking about, right?"

"Oh, and let me help you with transportation. Do you need a driver? Have you found an apartment? I can help with that as well..."

Mandy's constant chatter amused Frey.

Frey considered for a moment. "I've already found an apartment myself. As for my car, just find a modest one for me, something around a hundred thousand dollars. It shouldn't be too flashy. It needs to match the status of a chief designer without drawing too much attention."

"I can drive myself, so no need for a driver at the moment. And please, don't treat me like your boss. You're doing a great job."

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and visited Peyton, who was sick. She peeled an apple for her before driving a second-hand car, just purchased by Mandy, to the

she had requested, as it was low-key and just

that night. While the initial impact wasn't critical, the repeated assaults by Nathaniel

at Municipal Hospital, a place Frey

inpatient department, Frey headed

had time to react before being struck hard in the face. Her vision blurred and her ears rang. "Why

dragging her to the ground and kicking her

"What's going on?"

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