She felt betrayed.

While Beca sat in the private room in the restaurant, her expression was hard to read. Although her features still carried the elegance that was instilled in her bones, her gaze held a cold glint that quite didn't match her usual personality. 

Zenith long left. And the waitress had even cleaned the table after the meal was finished. 

However, since Beca still had no plans to leave, no one dared to disturb her presence. Leaving her alone in the room, they left. 

Beca sat inside quietly. She neither spoke nor moved for quite a while. Only when she heard her phone ring did she shift her gaze that was staring at a space with some kind of intent shifted. 

She glanced at her phone only to find Gareth calling her. She stared at his name before taking a deep breath to calm herself down,