The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret
Chapter 261 The Final Reckoning

Every woman who had been cast aside by him would inevitably miss him deeply. He had never been scolded like this before.

Alexander watched as Frey walked away, her back straight and unyielding like a pine tree standing tall against the elements. He found her resilience both amusing and intriguing.

He stood up and, with a smirk, called out to Frey's retreating figure. "If you have nowhere to go, come to Llyod Group. I can offer you any salary you want, just name your price!" Frey didn't look back as she only quickened her pace.

Her phone rang suddenly. it was Peyton calling.

Frey answered quickly, and Peyton's muffled voice came through, sounding like she had a cold. "Frey, how are you?"

"I chased after him on an electric car last night but didn't catch Jacob. I only saw his car stuck in the green belt."

"The people at Nathaniel's place said they were racing as part of some truth-or-dare game. It's really insane. You wouldn't believe the chaos."

Frey had initially planned to come up with a plausible excuse to keep Peyton out of this mess. Last night's events had been too wild to explain. She couldn't bring herself to explain what happened last night. She couldn't say it and was too afraid to do so.

Knowing Peyton's temperament, if she got involved with Nathaniel, it would only lead to more trouble. So, Frey decided to go along with the cover story and said with a chuckle, "It's fine. Don't worry. They went too far, but they still had some restraint."

"They have a lot of money and sports cars. If they crash, they crash. Jacob is okay. He's just in the hospital for a few days."

"I hope you're safe. I had a great time riding the electric car last night, but I caught a cold from the wind. I'm going to catch up on some sleep."

"Okay, get some rest, and remember to take your medicine and go to bed on time."

Frey ended the call and considered reaching out to Mandy but decided against it. Mandy was a business contact, and they weren't close enough for her to ask for help with replaceing an apartment. When Frey arrived at the subway station, she was utterly exhausted and decided against taking the subway. Instead, she hailed a taxi to a hotel.

Her body, marked with bruises and red marks, was in no condition to meet anyone, including Peyton.

Frey ordered flowers, fruit, and cold medicine for Peyton, asking the delivery person to drop them off at her rented apartment. She also ordered breakfast for herself but found she wasn't hungry after a few bites.

Remembering something, she rushed to her bag, took out a birth-control pill, and swallowed it with soy milk. Then she collapsed onto the bed, feeling a haze of exhaustion.

There was no room for pretense in her life. Frey just wanted to recover quickly and deal with whatever came next.

After sleeping until noon, Frey realized she didn't want to order takeout. Ms. Lovett's cooking had set a new standard for her.

She lay in bed and browsed rental listings online. While she and Peyton could have shared an apartment, Frey felt it was best not to involve her friend in her troubles.

Her goal was to live a quiet life. She even went so far as to leave a separate will and had it notarized, ensuring that her affairs were in order.