The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

Chapter 4

So, suddenly, Freya became an usher instead of a cleaner. She was forced to change into a slim- fitting dress, and it made her look even slimmer.

Yet Nathaniel only asked her to change clothes; her hair was still messy without touch. She lowered her head and stared at the ground, wishing that she could melt into it.

Her body was trembling. It was eleven o'clock in the night for this shift. Supposedly, she should have gotten off work, but she bumped into Nathaniel, and he chose to publicly humiliate her by putting her at the entrance to work.

She not only had arthritis, but she also had a severe gastric problem. She did not manage to have her dinner as it was a hectic night; she planned to cook noodles with Peyton back at the rented house after work.

At that moment, her stomach was cramping. It was so painful that her face turned pale, and she was sweating coldly.

"Freya?" A few well-dressed women walked toward the entrance of Red Shift; they all noticed Freya as she stood out.

The woman leading the group was stunned upon seeing her.

Freya obviously remembered the owner of the voice; she was her best friend, Jolin. She was a rich girl from the Johnson family. But, back then, the Johnson family was not as established as the Rivera, Morgan, and other families, including the Gomez families.

Freya used to be at the top of the chain, so Jolin would definitely be on her side. They were almost the best friends of all.

But, when she was jailed, Jolin was the first to visit Abigail, who was hospitalized, to tell her about this news.

She felt wronged and broken-hearted.

Back then, Jolin ran into a lot of trouble when she was first starting at a film company. Freya was the one who contacted a few investors for her, and now that she was a fairly popular actress,

Jolin was surprised at first, and then she looked at Freya with disdain. She adjusted her sunglasses and looked at Freya's face for a long time. She exclaimed, "Oh! What's wrong with your face?"

She saw her scar being covered by her hair, and she used her hand to lift her face.

Freya wanted to back off subconsciously.

Jolin's face darkened. She had always hated Freya; she was always the center of attention, and she was always her sidekick.

Freya excelled in her studies; she was pretty, and her family background was strong. She was the child that every parent wanted.

She f*cking hated her; because of her, everyone did not see how good she was. Ha, ha, I never thought that I would see this day coming.

Jolin gestured to her sidekick, who was standing next to her, and then she walked into the Red Shift proudly with her high heels.

She would not bully Freya herself; she would take advantage of this idiot.

And that woman was the one who had a fight with Freya due to her pouring water onto her shoes. She was a normal actress; her name was Emma.

She was pestering Jacob, and it turned out he scolded her and asked her not to embarrass that cleaner. She was furious.

Hmph, she's just a lowly cleaner, so why did Mr. Rivera protect her? She had such an ugly scar on her face. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Emma finally managed to get near Jacob, the rich man of a woman's dream. But it was all in vain now.

Jolin was fairly influential in their circle, so obviously Emma would do anything to please her. It was hard to get good resources as an actress after all.

Emma was staring viciously and deadly at Freya.

She understood what Jolin wanted her to do; as Jolin was famous now, she would not create trouble for herself.

But Emma was different. She raised her hand and slapped Freya's cheek.

Freya abruptly looked at Emma; she stared at her in an indescribable way, which actually intimidated Emma a bit.

But Emma calmed herself down as she remembered that Freya was just a cheap and ugly cleaner. She could easily ruin her life.

Freya did not expect Jolin to summon someone to bully her; she took a deep breath and looked down.

She could no longer be proud and confident; all she wanted was to save her job so that she could save money for her mother.

"What were you looking at? Is this how you should behave?" Emma reprimanded her loudly, "Since when would the Red Shift put an ugly woman like you to welcome their guests? You have to be responsible if someone dies of shock after seeing your face!"

She cursed her viciously, just to please Jolin.

Emma cursed at her even harder so that Jolin could give her some advantage at work. She grabbed Freya's hair and snorted, "Aren't you cheap? You loved to kneel down to people, right? C'mon, I'll forgive you if you do it again!"

"You've offended me just now. You should be humble as the usher! Kneel down now!"

"Stop it! Who are you?" Suddenly, a woman in a golden suspender dress and heavy makeup rushed over and pushed Emma away.

"What are you doing?" Peyton was drinking with her customers in the private room just now. After work, she heard that Freya was in trouble for offending Nathaniel.

She was completely terrified. She was a little apprehensive when she helped Freya get the job. But she thought that being a cleaner was low-profile enough.

A cleaner of the Red Shift could earn considerably well too.

But she never thought that Freya could run into that bastard, Nathaniel.

She rushed to the entrance and bumped into Emma, who was grabbing Freya's hair, forcing her to kneel.

She pulled Freya to her back, and she glared at Emma.

Emma sneered, "What? You two wish to be fired, is it? Call your supervisor."

Freya hurriedly bypassed Peyton and bowed. "Sorry, it's my fault; I'll kneel down!"

"Fay!" Peyton's eyes were red; she did not want her to kneel down in front of so many people. She was supposed to be a proud woman.

Emma crossed her arms triumphantly and said, "That's right, you're not the same old Ms. Gomez; you have to learn to be smart."

"Emma!" Peyton walked up to her, and she muttered, "Do you really want to exaggerate things?"

Emma's face changed; Peyton gritted her teeth. "I've recorded what you're doing with Mr. Reeves back at the stairs. Do you want me to expose you? Worst case scenario, I'll be fired after uploading the footage!"

"What would Mr. Rivera think of your affair? Will he forgive you?"

"You…" Emma did not think that Freya's friend would be this protective; she snorted and left.

Finally, the crowd was gone, and Freya was covered in cold sweat.

"Let's go! We'll apply to resign from Ms. Cruz!" Peyton grabbed her hands and fragged her. She felt sorry for her; she did not want to see her being bullied helplessly.

She liked Freya three years ago; she was as proud as a peacock, and she used a few sentences to save her from those immoral rich young men.

If it were not for Freya, she would have been sexually abused by those men in the private clubhouse that night.

"Peyton!" Freya grabbed her hand and muttered, "It's useless!"

"How can it be useless? Can't we just quit? We can be earning elsewhere!" Peyton could not contain her anger anymore.

"The Red Shift belongs to... Nathaniel. He won't let me go; I can't drag you into this matter. You're my best friend. I'm so useless right now, and I don't want to affect you!"

"Please stop helping me!" I'm begging!"

She was full of despair because she knew how scary that man could be. She did not have many friends and family left; she could not risk losing Peyton.

She had lost so much.

Peyton's face turned pale listening to her words.

Sh*t! Freya would definitely be in trouble! What should I do?