Ronan glanced down at the mess of food spilled all over the floor and said calmly and leisurely, "It looks like you folks have quite the appetite, trying to upset the Beckett family's bread, huh?"
"No, no, not at all!" Cindy waved her hands frantically, her face turning a shade paler. "I... I thought it was Freya's food..."
Ronan's gaze shifted to Freya standing beside him, her cheek flaming red, a clear handprint visible on her face.
He looked at the trio before him and asked, "Who did this?"
"It was... it was me. I didn't mean to..." Cindy's voice trailed off into a whisper, hardly able to believe her own words.
"Hit her back," Ronan said without looking up, gesturing for Freya to get back at her.
The onlookers watched in anticipation.
Freya didn't hesitate, putting all her strength into the slap and almost knocking Cindy off her feet.
"Cindy!" Eloise's face drained of color.
Mae was equally shocked by the scene unfolding before them.
Ronan glanced at Eloise. "Ms. Harwood, did you not inform them about my relationship with Freya?"
Biting her lip, Eloise replied, "Mr. Beckett, my friend was out of line. I apologize."
"At school, you can call me Professor Beckett."
"Yes, Professor Beckett." Even if Eloise was seething with resentment, she had no choice but to swallow her pride.
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