208.Chapter 208

Beatrix raised an eyebrow and flashed a sly grin, tearing into the drumstick with relish.

Cleo froze, then realized what had happened, fury blazing inside her. "Beatrix, you wicked woman! Give me back my drumstick!" She shouted, her voice breaking with indignation.

"You mean this one?" Beatrix said, waving the drumstick before taking another exaggerated bite. Seeing Cleo's frustrated, teary face,