Chapter 73

The cafeteria courtyard buzzed with activity as Kieran stepped from his luxury car, followed by six bodyguards in sharp black suits. Kieran was the epitome of sophistication, clad in a suit impeccable in every detail, with the Sutton family crest pinned proudly on his chest. His features were strikingly handsome, and his deep-set eyes seemed to draw one in with a glance, radiating an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance.

Cindy and Mae’s eyes lit up with excitement when they saw Kieran.

“Can you believe it? Mr. Sutton himself! He must be here for Eloise.”

“Who else would he be here for? Surely, not for Freya.”

Everyone knew Kieran had no interest in Freya. He barely glanced her way, so why would he come to school to see her?

Eloise decided to approach, saying, “It’s crowded here. Let’s see what’s happening.”

Eager for some drama, Cindy and Mae followed her.

Eloise walked up to Kieran. “Kieran, what brings you to school today?”

Kieran’s face tensed slightly when he saw Eloise. He had come for Freya and hadn’t anticipated seeing Eloise there.

“Mr. Sutton, you must be here for Eloise, right? We’ll leave you two.”

Mae was sure Kieran was there for Eloise, but as they left, Kieran said indifferently, “No need. My grandmother sent me to pick up Freya for dinner.”

He scanned the crowd, instructing his bodyguards, “Look for her over there.”

Eloise’s smile vanished as Kieran mentioned Freya. The atmosphere turned awkward, which was noticeable to Mae and Cindy.

Not wanting Eloise to feel bad, Cindy quickly said, “Mr. Sutton, if you’re looking for Freya, you’ll find her outside the school!”

Kieran frowned slightly. “You know where she is?”

“Yeah!” Cindy exclaimed. “She went to grab a bite with Mr. Beckett!”

Mae smirked and added, “Yeah, they were all cozy, hand in hand!”

Kieran’s mood chilled out when he heard the news.

“Cindy, Mae, cut it out!” Eloise interrupted. She hesitated before adding, “It was just that Ms. Dawson accidentally spilled her meal, so Mr. Beckett took her out to eat…”

“Spilled her meal?” Kieran scoffed at the explanation. How could a simple spilled meal be such a big deal? Couldn’t she get another serving? It sounded far-fetched to anyone, including Kieran.

Trying to stir the pot, Cindy said, “Eloise, there’s no need to cover for Freya! She won’t appreciate it, and she’s violent!”

Cindy pointed to her swollen face and continued, “Mr. Sutton, I’m sure there’s something between Freya and Mr. Beckett. She even hit me, thinking Mr. Beckett was protecting her! Look, my face is still swollen!”

Seeing Cindy’s bruised face, Kieran was surprised at how tough Freya had been.

Kieran’s response was cold, “Search outside the school. I’m curious how Ronan is backing her up!”