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."

saying no to her today again would raise her suspension. I don't want her sensing that I really don't give two fucks about her. That's why I had

Silence.

what

exchange quite stares before

"Makes sense, right?"

while Kyle sighs in exasperation

too many interactions with

wish, my Lord." Kyle

report some good

"Good news?"

"Yeah."

"But you go first, Ron." He urges and Ronald looks

the last phase of the competition has

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dug out has been forwarded to the crew in charge

Ronald. This is

served and it will

warning to other contestants

to pull such a

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doing my

it. Thank you." I turn to Kyle who looks pleased by what Ronald

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