REAGAN'S POV.

"Why do you look constipated?”

Those are the first words that come out of Kyle's mouth the moment he walks into my office. He's staring at me intensely and Ronald invites himself to the show. Now they are both staring down at me as though expecting me to make a confession.

Sighing heavily, I rise from my seat and round the table. Their eyes are still glued on me as I perch on the edge of the table and cross my ankles.

"I look constipated because I am."

"It's eight in the morning and you're already constipated, what did you eat?"

"I can't even remember. Selena served me a bunch of meals this morning."

"Selena made you food?" Kyle asks, aghast. I nod calmly.

"And you ate the food?" Ronald sounds terrified as he chimes in his question. I shoot him an alarmed look.

"Why would you it like that? Did I do something wrong?"

"Not wrong, but dangerous. We asked you to live with her so we could get Intel, not eat meals prepared by her." Ron cautions firmly.

"Well... what was I supposed to do?"

"Say no."

to her today again would raise her suspension. I don't want her sensing that I really

Silence.

is what follows my

before turning to

"Makes sense, right?"

exasperation as he runs

about Selena this morning. I had too many interactions with her last night and this morning. I want a Selena free

my Lord." Kyle says

to report some good news." Ronald

"Good news?"

"Yeah."

first, Ron."

sabotaging Ashanti's equipment during the last phase of the competition

That's some great

has been forwarded to the crew in charge of the competition. The

Job, Ronald. This is

served and it will also serve

warning to other contestants

such

for looking into this.e stretching my hand

which ha

just doing

you are good at it. Thank you." I turn to Kyle who looks pleased by what Ronald just

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