The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 329 A Price for Redemption

Peyton led Frey to the most secluded booth in the shop. Frey approached it and saw a woman dressed in gray sportswear, her collar pulled up to obscure the scars on her neck. She wore sunglasses and gazed out the window at the bustling scene outside. Frey sat down across from her. Maggie quickly removed her sunglasses.

Frey observed her and understood why Maggie needed the glasses.

There were noticeable scars at the corners of her eyes. Maggie's nervousness was evident as she glanced around before meeting Frey's gaze. A flicker of jealousy crossed her face.

"You're truly ruthless, Ms. Frey," Maggie said coldly.

Frey smiled faintly, ordering two cups of coffee and pushing one toward Maggie. "Then you should ask your mother if she was ruthless back then."

A look of unease crossed Maggie's face, but she took a deep breath and continued, "I never expected my mother's death would be connected to you. In fact..."

"I used to admire you when I was studying. I aspired to become an outstanding designer in Saeville or even globally, like you."

Frey frowned. "Let's get to the point. I don't enjoy reminiscing with people I dislike."

eyes. "I want a

"Why?" Frey asked coldly.

pulled out her phone,

images closely. Her expression shifted

photo showed

blood and flesh

plate. Frey's tears spilled

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with cold as if the chill penetrated her

conversations, and waiters walking by faded away, replaced by

thought she had moved on, but the photos shattered

Maggie's urgent voice broke through Frey's

phone aside and gasped for

Frey's distress, rushed over and rolled up her sleeves, ready to confront Maggie. "Peyton, don't worry! I need to speak

Peyton's arm, her hands slick