The night progressed smoothly, the atmosphere filled fun. While some were happy, chatting and bantering, one amongst them was annoyed.

Cyrus seated in his chair, his usual stoic expression unwavering, but beneath his cold exterior, a storm brewed. He didn’t like the way Lan and Hyde’s attention was solely on Camilla. She was his wife—at least in name. And yet, she sat there, basking in their admiration, her sweet, flirtatious smile only making it worse.

“She’s an absolute stunner, Cyrus. You sure you married her out of convenience?” Lan smirked, sipping his wine.

Hyde laughed, giving Camilla a teasing wink. “Yeah, because if you didn’t, you’re a damn fool. If...