Freya glanced at Lloyd, her eyes sparkling like the clear waters of a tranquil lake, a hint of a smirk dancing within them. "Did you snatch Luna's phone?"
"Yeah, I did. What about it?"
Lloyd had always underestimated Freya and never felt threatened by her.
Freya extended her hand. "Where’s the phone?"
Lloyd raised his hand, revealing Luna's phone gripped in his palm. "Right here. Freya, I heard you offended Ms. Harwood. Kneel and apologize, and the phone is yours."
"Reya! Forget the phone. Let's get out of here!"
Luna stepped forward, intending to pull Freya away, but Freya didn't budge. Instead, she took a step toward Lloyd. Suddenly, a wave of her perfume filled the air, momentarily disorienting Lloyd with its enticing scent. Then, with a swift move, Freya's leg came up, connecting squarely with Lloyd's penis!
Lloyd let out a pained howl and doubled over on the ground, dropping the phone from his hand.
Freya caught the phone effortlessly, glancing coldly at Lloyd writhing on the floor before handing the phone back to Luna. "Your family isn't Fortune 500 material, are they? How did you even get in this circle? I checked. When my father was still around, your folks couldn't even dream of stepping foot into the Dawson Group's HQ. What gives you the right to strut around me?"
While saying that, Freya stepped on Lloyd's hand, her high heel grinding down. "Every circle has its rules. Your family's beneath mine, so watch your tone, or else... I'll ensure your family's name is wiped from Echo City by tomorrow."
"Ouch! Ahh! Stop! Freya! You're insane!"
The room fell deathly silent, everyone too shocked at Freya's ruthless display to utter a word.
Kieran frowned deeply, troubled by Freya's actions since she walked in, especially since she hadn't spared him a glance.
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