Chapter 240

The teachers in the conference room all raised their hands in unison. At that moment, anxiously awaiting the school’s decision, Mae was sweating bullets. Mae clutched Eloise’s arm in the classroom and asked, “Ellie, do you think I’ll get expelled? Could that happen?”

Seeing Mae so wound up, Cindy tried to soothe her nerves. “Mae, don’t freak out. It was an accident that you stepped on her hand. How could that lead to expulsion? Plus, I’m sure Ellie has had a word with Mr. Sutton. I bet this whole thing will blow over.”

No sooner had Cindy finished speaking than she turned to Eloise, who had been silent, and said, “Right, Ellie?”

Eloise managed a weak smile. She hadn’t told Mae and Cindy that she hadn’t spoken up for Mae. Just yesterday, Kieran had confronted her when she arrived at the hospital. With her issues unresolved, she hadn’t had the mood to deal with anyone else’s problems.

But considering it was a step on Freya’s hand, it shouldn’t be a big deal. So, Eloise took the credit anyway, saying, “I talked to Kieran about it yesterday, Mae. You won’t be in trouble. Trust me.”

Upon hearing Eloise say so, Mae’s heart finally eased. Yeah, what was Freya in the grand scheme of things? Even her engagement to the Sutton family was off. Without power or a solid background, one could only expect to get bullied at Summit University. And it was just a step on the hand, after all. How could that be so fragile?

Mae figured the school wouldn’t pay much attention to such a minor incident. Thinking so, Mae felt even more relieved. Thank goodness she had found a strong ally in Eloise. With her by Mae’s side, she felt secure.

Just as Mae patted herself on the back, a flurry of footsteps suddenly approached outside the classroom. Ronan appeared, dressed to the nines in a suit, with gold-rimmed glasses adding to his distinguished appearance. His every move exuded nobility and elegance. Ronan came, flanked by a dozen high-level bodyguards, a personal secretary, and two executive assistants.

The grand entrance turned many heads. “Look, it’s Mr. Beckett!” “Why is Mr. Beckett coming to our floor?” “He must be here for Eloise. Haven’t you heard the rumors that Mr. Beckett has taken a special interest in our top student, Eloise?” The classroom was buzzing as everyone hurried over to Eloise’s side.

“Ellie, you’re so lucky! Not only does Mr. Sutton fancy you, but also Mr. Beckett seems to hold you in high regard.” “Yeah, Ellie, I heard there would be a scholarship for studying abroad up for grabs. With your grades, Mr. Beckett will pick you!”

Everyone was praising Eloise. But Eloise herself couldn’t muster a smile. She had hardly interacted with Ronan. All these rumors were just that—rumors swirling around their circle. Moreover, the thought of Ronan defending Freya made her heart race.

What the heck was Ronan up to, popping up like this? Before Eloise could get her thoughts straight, Ronan’s assistant flung the classroom door open. The bodyguards filed in, creating a barrier between them and the rest of the room. The atmosphere instantly tensed up.