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Mina glared at everyone in the room as she held ice to the face of the teen who had been tied to a chair. Aside from his nose being broken, he had facial bruising, and while no one would tell her who injured the boy, Mina knew it was either Drax or Mills because President Lee had been with her. The teen was clearly set up, and Mina believed that everyone would have known that if they had included her in their plans, but they did not.
"Miss Con- I mean Mina; I really didn't mean to cause trouble," the boy said.
"It's okay, you are not the one to blame here." Mina allowed her eyes to linger on President Lee, making Mills giggle when the man gasped in shock.
"How is this my fault?" Ian asked, clearly offended, but Mina focused her attention back on the teen.
