How did…you and Cyra meet?

Zane received a message from Viktor that he was back; he looked at his wife, reading one of the books they took from Viktor’s library.

Feeling guilty about what he wanted to do, Zane promised himself he would only eat a little.

“Wife, I want to hang out in Viktor’s space.” Cyra looked away from the pages and picked up the glass; taking a sip, she looked at Zane, who tried hard not to look guilty.

Her brows rose, and her eyes scrutinized him slowly; Zane stood straight. She nodded, and Zane exhaled in relief.

“Don’t eat too much.” Zane nearly fell over from shock, when he heard her words. He nodded with a flushed face and left the sitting room, wondering how she found out.

Spotting Micheal, Zane quickly changed direction, assuming Michael was looking for him.

Micheal paused as he entered the mansion, his gaze lingering on Cyra’s relaxed clothes—a pair of shorts and a loose top.