The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Sawyer exuded an air of casual arrogance, almost playfully dismissive of the situation.

Unable to tolerate the attention from the two women any longer, he straightened up and coldly remarked, "Don't even think about it, you two."

Frey, with a smile, quipped, "Oh, come on, you're in charge of this event. It wouldn't hurt to indulge a bit."

"Yes, Mr. Sawyer, those trivial matters are nothing compared to you. Just go out there and handle it," Mandy added, her tone pleading.

"No!" Sawyer frowned, clearly irritated. He was the second son of the Lloyd family, not someone to be used for women's entertainment.

"Please, Mr. Sawyer!" Mandy, who had known him from before and considered him a friend, was even more insistent. "There's nothing to lose. Plus, the profits go back to Vault Corp. You'll benefit from it too."

"Isn't it just a bit of exercise? Just go and have fun," Frey added, trying to make light of it. "We'll even reduce your design fee by 20% as a consolation. Go on, have at it!"

Sawyer studied Frey, noting that she was making a playful joke for the first time.

She had always seemed reserved, almost like a cold stone.

Since Abigail's death, she had become more relaxed and even lively, a stark contrast to the person he had first known.

He regretted not recognizing her qualities earlier than Nathaniel had.

Frey once thought to be cold, was now a warm and organized individual who brought light to those around her.

It was a shame he had only met her during her darkest moment.

Now, Frey was jokingly asking him to charm wealthy women to boost jewelry sales.

Sawyer, willing to do anything for her, adjusted his appearance and demeanor to that of a charming playboy.

Mandy, impressed, remarked, "Mr.,

Sawyer would be a top star in the entertainment industry. Look at how effortlessly he changes his persona!" noveldrama

Sawyer smirked, "The entertainment

industry doesn't interest me. It's all a whether I'm in the mood."""

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flamboyant. She frowned, troubled by her memories.

Frey didn't know when she started to become ruthless and indifferent

Sawyer noticed Frey's discomfort and softened his expression slightly, leaning closer.

His imposing figure cast a shadow over Frey on the sofa as he tried to make her feel more at ease.

Frey, was uncomfortable with his behavior and tried to stand up, but was grabbed by him.

Sawyer held her in his arms and chuckled. "I'll change into anything you'd like to be."

She held her hands into a fist and pushed him away. She then stood up.

Mandy, on the other hand, didn't expect Frey to go crazy all of a sudden.

She was from an ordinary family and happened to be working part-time washing dishes in a restaurant Sawyer ran.