Cyrus’s gaze darkened as his expression stiffened, an ominous aura radiating from him. He reached out and seized Vivienne's wrist with a firm grip, applying pressure inch by inch. Vivienne, caught off guard, found herself sitting on Cyrus's lap before she could react.

She immediately struggled, her voice tinged with anger, “Cyrus, let go of me!”

“I won’t let go.”

“If you don’t let go, I’ll divorce you!”

Vivienne spoke in frustration, her words ...