Cyrus merely arched an eyebrow, his expression devoid of any extra emotion.

Marek had expected Cyrus to be on edge or maybe even lash out in embarrassment, but none of that happened.

Cyrus just took it all in stride, cool as a cucumber, like it was some other guy's drama he was hearing about.

"So, what's your point?" he asked, his tone so blasé it could have bored a hole in the wall.

His nonchalance only fueled Marek's arrogance. "You're not as indifferent as you ...