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."

would raise her suspension. I don't want her sensing that I really don't give

Silence.

what

quite stares before turning to look

"Makes sense, right?"

exasperation as he runs a hand over his

Selena this morning. I had too many interactions with her

Lord." Kyle says with

report some good news." Ronald changed the

"Good news?"

"Yeah."

go first, Ron." He urges and Ronald

for sabotaging Ashanti's equipment during the last phase of the competition has been caught and the person

some

we dug out has been forwarded to the crew in

Ronald. This is

served and it will also serve

warning to other contestants

to pull such a

this.e stretching my hand out

which ha

just doing my

you are good at it. Thank you." I turn to Kyle who looks

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