The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

They stood up and bid farewell to Nathaniel politely. As grassroots responsible persons, they felt that such a dinner didn't require the presence of someone at the presidential level. Frey walked out of the office building with her colleagues, only to realize that Nathaniel's Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked out front, accompanied by a car sent by the company.

All the leaders from Technologent Group who had attended the meeting, including the junior designer Maggie, were getting into the car.

Maggie, dressed in jeans, a white sweater, and a cashmere jacket, looked youthful and vibrant. Before getting in, she greeted Frey with a polite smile, showing no ill feelings despite Frey's previous rejection. Frey nodded and got into her car.

A young colleague beside her whispered, "Frey, is Nathaniel coming too?"

Frey nodded, her brow furrowing slightly.

The other two colleagues gently pulled the young one away, avoiding further discussion about Nathaniel and Frey.

Frey followed behind Technologent Group's car until they arrived at Red Shift.

spaces had been arranged. Frey parked her car and followed her colleagues into the VIP

dazed. Time had flown by so quickly, she recalled that when

relaxed as the evening went on. Frey, who generally avoided crowded places, had chosen a seat in the easternmost

two of them remained silent, with Nathaniel occasionally glancing at her

in

the Northeast of Saeville, noticed Frey's looking lonely and decided it was inappropriate to leave her alone. He approached her with a

to you, Ms.

and reached for the glass, but a large hand abruptly pressed down on it. The group fell silent as Nathaniel glanced at the Northeastern man and said, "She doesn't drink. Waiter, bring me a glass

icy tone, trembled. His companion quickly signaled

the atmosphere in the private room tense. The others deliberately avoided Nathaniel and

still charming