The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Jacob didn't speak for a long time. This wasn't the assurance he wanted, but it was enough for him. "Okay," he said slowly, stepping back and waving to Frey before disappearing into the darkness. As Jacob walked away, Frey felt a chill all over, her back drenched with a fine layer of sweat.

She took a deep breath, turned, and walked into the apartment building. Her steps were a bit unsteady. She didn't notice the ordinary off-road vehicle parked across the street where Nathaniel sat quietly, his cigarette butt flickering in the dark.

Early the next morning, before Frey went to the company, she received a call from Mandy.

"Frey, Technologent Group asked our design department staff to come over today. The design draft has been handed over to the engineering team. They're hosting a multi-party meeting, and there's a social event afterward."

Frey nodded and promised to head over soon. This kind of thing was normal.

Their company was the designer, Technologent Group was the investor, and there was also third-party oversight from the municipal government, along with the leader of the engineering team.

Before the start of the first phase of the project, several parties had to meet. Generally, the presidents of both parties didn't need to be present. It was enough for a few specific persons in charge to meet and communicate.

After all, once the project started, these persons in charge would often meet to discuss any problems that arose during the process.

led several people from

she walked in the door, everyone looked at her

the small conference room on the tenth floor that had been

she walked into the conference room. As soon as

already, and the man who was already

and his eyes were a bit blue, suggesting he hadn't

one of the persons in charge stood up and smiled at her, "Ms. Frey, sit over

seat was directly opposite Nathaniel. Frey

while, people from the engineering team and the city government arrived. What was supposed to be

there, not talking, barely acknowledging anyone,

when Frey spoke, he would pause with his long fingers holding the phone, listening without looking up. Once she finished, he'd continue browsing his

the

ended quickly, and