The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 260

Frey had initially intended to call Peyton, but now she simply wanted to take a walk.

Her body, worn out from Nathaniel's torment the previous day, felt weak and unsteady. Despite her slow pace, her legs felt heavy, like an elderly woman.

She settled down on the roadside, lifting her head to catch her breath, her heart feeling tight and suffocating.

Suddenly, the screeching sound of brakes interrupted the quiet, and a black Bentley pulled up in front of her.

Frey looked up as the Bentley’s window rolled down, revealing Alexander's handsome and elegant face.

She frowned and looked at him coldly.

Alexander, dressed in a silver-gray casual suit with a neatly tied tie, seemed to have just returned from a business meeting. If not for the woman with disheveled hair and a slightly flushed face, who had nearly fallen out of her low-cut evening dress, one might have believed his polished appearance.

"Get out!" Alexander said calmly. The woman inside glared at Frey with dissatisfaction but retreated slowly, clearly intimidated.

This woman, a rising star in the entertainment industry, showed a natural hostility toward Frey. But Frey couldn’t care less.

Frey didn't care about anything anymore, as she was willing to risk anything The thing she had cared about most was long gone, and now, three years later, she felt like nothing more than a walking corpse.

Alexander exited the car and crouched down in front of Frey. With a gentle smile, he extended his hand. "Do you need any help, Ms. Frey?"

Frey was taken aback by Alexander's unexpected gesture. To see someone of his high standing lowering himself in this manner was surprising.

Do I even need your damn help?