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

Eloise. "Ms. Harwood, did you not

Beckett, my friend was out of line.

can

seething with resentment, she had no choice but

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

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

"I... I..."

Do you think

was visibly scared,

do? I've messed with Mr. Beckett's plans.

I'll talk to Kieran. I'll get Kieran to

a sigh of relief. "Right, Mr. Sutton is

Freya were just a fling since

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