The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

"Frey, when it comes to my son, the pain I feel is just as deep as yours. Truly, it's no less than yours at all."

"Rest assured, whatever debts you owe our son will be repaid."

Frey felt a subtle tremor in her heart as she listened.

Downstairs, Koen and the others struggled to keep their eyes open from exhaustion.

Hudson, holding an external multimedia player, pressed a button, and the blaring nightclub music filled the room.

Koen rubbed his face. "Do you think Ms. Frey will call again?"

Hudson shrugged. "Who knows? But Mr. Nathaniel has already gone into Ms. Frey's house."

He glanced at his injured finger and smiled wryly. "It was quite a task to change that combination lock. I finally switched it to a regular one, but I ended up smashing my finger." "I'll need to change it back tomorrow," Koen chuckled.

Hudson muttered a curse.

in love, theirs seemed to torture not just themselves but also their loyal subordinates. It was

after Frey woke up, she saw that Nathaniel had finally moved the

electronic lock on Nathaniel's door had been replaced swiftly, thanks to

invited her to the president's office and whispered, "Mr. Sawyer agrees to our partnership with Alexander." Mandy referred to Sawyer as Mr. Sawyer due to

nodded: "Does he

Sawyer doesn't have specific plans. He mentioned that there's no need for Ms. Frey to be involved in the Lloyd

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control of the

will continue to

doesn't want you tainted by the family's

frowned and looked

"I assure you, Ms. Frey, Mr. Sawyer is genuinely a

the conversation. Mandy sighed, her words unspoken

individuals, driven by their own vendettas, were a challenge in their own

Mandy informed Alexander's

which, though not as lavish as Technologent

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