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

up, she saw that Nathaniel had finally moved the box to

she entered the elevator, she noticed the electronic lock on Nathaniel's door had been replaced

where Mandy 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 the ongoing

nodded: "Does he have any

no need for Ms. Frey to be

jewelry design skills before. Technologent Group isn't involved in that area. The Lloyd Group can offer

the Lloyd

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doesn't want you tainted by the family's

frowned and

you, Ms. Frey, Mr. Sawyer is genuinely a good

Frey said, closing the conversation. Mandy sighed, her

driven by their own vendettas, were a challenge in

cooperation, Mandy informed

Mandy to the Lloyd Group's headquarters, which, though not as lavish

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