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.

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

morning, after Frey woke up, she saw that Nathaniel had finally moved the box to his

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

our partnership with Alexander." Mandy referred to Sawyer as Mr. Sawyer due to the ongoing

he

have specific plans. He mentioned that there's no need for Ms. Frey

Group isn't involved in that area. The Lloyd Group can offer you a

of the Lloyd

will continue to collaborate

want you tainted by

frowned and looked

assure you, Ms. Frey, Mr.

closing the conversation. Mandy sighed, her

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

informed Alexander's team

though not as lavish as Technologent Group's, had been strategically.

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