Chapter 72

Ronan glanced down at the mess of food spilled all over the floor and said calmly and leisurely, "It looks like you folks have quite the appetite, trying to upset the Beckett family's bread, huh?" "No, no, not at all!" Cindy waved her hands frantically, her face turning a shade paler. "I... I thought it was Freya's food..."

Ronan's gaze shifted to Freya standing beside him, her cheek flaming red, a clear handprint visible on her face.

He looked at the trio before him and asked, "Who did this?"

"It was... it was me. I didn't mean to..." Cindy's voice trailed off into a whisper, hardly able to believe her own words.

"Hit her back," Ronan said without looking up, gesturing for Freya to get back at her.

The onlookers watched in anticipation.

Freya didn't hesitate, putting all her strength into the slap and almost knocking Cindy off her feet.

"Cindy!" Eloise's face drained of color.

was equally shocked by the scene unfolding before

glanced at Eloise. "Ms. Harwood, did you not inform them about

Eloise replied, "Mr. Beckett, my friend

you can call me

resentment, she

out to eat," Ronan said, leading Freya away from the cafeteria. They walked and became the center of attention, with many

two leave, Cindy remained in a daze, unable to regain her senses. Annoyed, Mae asked, "Eloise, why didn't

"I... I..."

Freya today. Do you think Mr. Beckett will

was visibly

and nearly in tears. "What do we do? I've messed with Mr. Beckett's plans. If he

"Don't worry. I'll talk to

sigh of relief. "Right, Mr. Sutton is so fond of you. If you ask, Mr. Sutton will

had thought Ronan and Freya were

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