Chapter 342
Cyrus wasn’t fond of males who got close to his sister, save their siblings. 1
“Cool it, will you, Cyrus? He’s no stranger,” Alyssa chuckled.
“No, he’s not. But he’s still a man.” Cyrus shot Sean a look. “You should really consider a
female personal
assistant.”
“Damn, dude. This police job is really getting to you. Not everyone’s a criminal, you
know,” Alyssa said,
swaying on her feet.”
“No harm in being alert.”
Cyrus helped Alyssa get in the car and shut the door. Sean nodded politely at him and was
about to head
to the driver’s seat when Cyrus said, “Wait.”
“Yes, Mr. Cyrus?” Sean asked solemnly.
“I understand that given your position as Lyse’s secretary, you have to stay around her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtnearly 24/7.”
Cyrus’ gaze was sharp as a hawk. “However, you are also expected to keep yourself in
check. What
doesn’t belong to you will never belong to you, so don’t cross the line. Ever.
“I am not as tolerant as Jonah or Silas. I have seen the vilest depths of evil a human is
capable of, so I do
not presume anything good in anyone I don’t know nor care for.”
Sean took a deep breath, clenching his hands into fists.
“Don’t even think about Alyssa in any way other than as your superior, nor act on any of
those stray
thoughts. Or else.”
“I am learned in the law, Mr. Cyrus,” Sean responded. “The law can stop one’s actions, but
not their
thoughts.”
Sean continued speaking, holding back his tears, “I won’t do anything to Ms. Alyssa, ever,
because I love
and respect her from the bottom of my heart.
“That is the truth, and you cannot stop me from feeling this. I am not wrong for having
love for her.”
Cyrus cocked an eyebrow. He didn’t like this kid, but he was pretty honest. “Remember
your words tonight.
“Hey,” Alyssa said, having rolled the car window down. “What are you two rambling on
about? I’m trying to
get home and sleep here!”
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“Right away, miss.” Sean smiled.
Cyrus made a phone gesture. “Call me when you reach home.”
Alyssa made an “okay” sign in return, then waved at him before Sean drove them away.
Cyrus watched until his sister had left before allowing the warmth in his eyes to fade and
be replaced by a stark coldness. He then turned toward the opposite side of the road and
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwalked away.
Across the road, Xavier was in the Porsche, observing everything. He had just sent his
location to Jasper when he noticed Cyrus was gone.
“Weird… Where’d he go?”
Just as Xavier was wondering to himself, the car door suddenly opened. His neck was
enveloped in a
tight, crushing grip before he was dragged out the door like a helpless chicken.
“Oy! Heck, what are you doing?” he yelped, alarmed. “L-Let me go! Or I’ll call the police!”
“No need.” Cyrus showed Xavier his police officer ID. “You’d be turning yourself in
anyway.”
A cold chill rose in Xavier’s spine as he gaped at the ID card.
Alyssa had nearly dozed off in the car when her phone rang. “Cyrus? What’s up? I’m not
home yet-”
“Do you know who Xavier Hall is, Lyse?”
Alyssa instantly turned sober. “Why?”
“He’s a damned pervert, Lyse. His phone is filled with pictures of you. You’re lucky I caught
him in time!”