Cyrus snapped his eyes open upon hearing Derek’s remark. His expression was unreadable as he stared at Derek, his voice deep and gravelly: “What do you mean by that?”

Derek squinted slightly and said, “Today, Vivienne was running herself ragged over this issue. Look at you, as Mr. K, you ignored her completely. If she only regarded you as a friend, she might not take it to heart. But don’t forget, besides being K, you’re also Cyrus—her husband.”

“When your wife ...