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The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 15

Freya came out of the elevator, and Peyton went straight to her once she saw her; Peyton had been waiting for quite some time.

"Fay!" Peyton's face turned pale, and she grabbed her hands.

"Fay! Did Mr. Morgan do anything to you? Are you alright?"

She was just off work, and after the waiter sent off the customers, she wanted to pack up and go back to the rental house with Freya. But she was brought away by Nathaniel.

This incident was spread all over the Red Shift; many people saw Nathaniel carry Freya away on his shoulder. It seemed like they were rushing off to do something indescribable.

Everyone was wondering if Nathaniel's love for Freya had reignited.

However, it seemed to be the case that many people were envious of Freya.

Her face was disfigured, yet Nathaniel still loved her.

Nathaniel was the most powerful man in Saeville; whoever could have sex with him might smile waking up in the middle of the night.

Everyone envied and hated Freya, except for Peyton. She knew how heartless and cruel Nathaniel was.

She did not think that his bringing Freya away was a good thing; she gathered her courage and wanted to go upstairs to have a look. But his bodyguards stopped her; she could not even touch the button to his personal elevator.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning; Peyton was so restless and anxious. Hence, the moment she saw Freya, she dashed to her and blurted out a series of questions.

Freya almost lost all of her strength, and she said, "Peyton, let's go back and talk."

"Okay!" Peyton hurriedly brought her to the staff passage, but they were called by Della soon after.

"Ms. Cruz!" The two of them stopped walking.

Seeing as Della slowly approached her, Freya felt that it would be a long night.

She now knew who Della worked for, but she did not know why Nathaniel sent her to her.

Della looked at her with curiosity; she could almost see the bite mark on her collarbone. She coughed, and she said, "Ms. Gomez, you don't have to come to work tomorrow."

Freya clenched her fists hearing her words; she knew that Nathaniel was targeting her; he wanted to fire her.

Peyton could not hold her back again at the side; she sneered, "Ms. Cruz, you've been working in this industry for a long time; I believe you've seen all sorts of people."

"Freya is not a bad woman, and she works hard." "You know about it, right?"

"Mr. Morgan is being so unfair!"

"Okay, we don't want to work here either, but can you please pay us our salary?"

Della chuckled, looking at Peyton. Her cheeks fluttered; she seemed cute this way.

Actually, she liked her a lot; she was a loyal friend; it's just that she could be easily annoyed.

If she were in Peyton's position, she would not be able to oppose Nathaniel to protect Freya.

Peyton was a worthy friend, but she was too naive.

"Ms. Diaz, you can talk to Mr. Morgan if you're not afraid of death! Ask him for your so-called justice!"

Peyton was speechless after hearing Della's words; she did not have the courage to talk to Nathaniel.

Della glared at her and said, "Besides, it's the beginning of the month. Do you really want to quit? If you don't, you better be on time tomorrow! Just f*ck off now! Don't block my way!"

Della reprimanded Peyton, and she turned to walk away.

Freya and Peyton were in a daze; they only realized that Peyton could actually continue working despite Freya being fired.

Peyton sighed a sigh of relief; there were a lot of clubhouses all around Saeville, but the Red Shift was indeed the best workplace with the highest salary and best benefits, and the customers would not dare cause a scene here.

And now that Peyton still has to pay for Freya's mother's medical expenses, she would prefer to stay in the Red Shift.

She hurriedly grabbed Freya's hand and said, "It's alright, Fay; since you're not feeling well, you should rest for a few days before looking for a new job."

Does it mean that I'm safe if I don't appear in front of him anymore?

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