Freya couldn't figure out what game Ronan was playing. Since she got to know Ronan, she'd found him sneakily cunning and quietly intense.
The reward Ronan offered didn't pique Freya's interest, but she was genuinely curious about how he always showed up right on time.
Pondering over this, Freya sidled up to Ronan, took a whiff, and said, "You reek of booze... Don't tell me you came straight from a bar?"
Ronan nodded, urging Freya to continue.
Frowning, Freya ventured, "You were so timely because you were also at Eclipse Lounge, perhaps discussing business?"
"Wrong guess," Ronan said, wagging his finger in front of Freya. "No prize for you this time."
"You..."
Before Freya could finish her sentence, Ronan swung open the door of a nearby private room.
Inside, professors and teachers from Summit University were belting out classic rock hits.
Freya was stunned by the sight. All eyes in the room turned to Freya and Ronan.
"Mr. Beckett, who's this?"
"Is this our department's Freya? You haven't been to school these past few days or picked up calls. We heard about your engagement, but remember, your studies come first."
The department head stepped forward, recognizing Freya. After all, Kieran was one of the investors in Summit University.
"Apologies, ma'am, I still have a few things to discuss with Freya."
With that, Ronan, all smiles, led Freya out of Eclipse Lounge.
Since they bumped into the university teachers, Freya had been too shocked to speak. She asked, "Ronan, what's the joke? You and Summit University's staff out for drinks?"
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