Cyrus fell silent. No matter how he examined the situation, every option had a flaw.If he did not kill Dorian, the blackmail would never end. A man like Dorian, hardened by years of ruthless business warfare, would only escalate. He would tighten the screws and drain more from Cyrus over time.But killing him carried its own danger. Even then, the information could still leak.It was a deadlock where one side held overwhelming power yet dared not act. The moment they struck, everything risked spiraling out of control.Zoey frowned, deep in thought.Irritation crept over Cyrus. He reached out, took one of her smooth, pale feet, and absently played with it, hoping the small distraction would clear his head.Zoey's cheeks warmed. Her thoughts drifted, and her gaze softened as she looked at him."If you really can't think of a way, then take a break for now," she said quietly. "There's no urgency. We can stall him and think it through slowly."Cyrus shook his head. "Dragging this
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