Chapter 333: Reggie is hurt(1)

Cyrus stormed through the hallway, leaving a pile of debris in every room he trashed. He could care less about what Esther thought. Who did she think she was?

He went into his office, opening his overflowing inbox and going through the messages from his entourage. He ignored them, moving his cursor to the filtering option, and shooting back quick, neutral replies to all the messages asking for business opportunities. He didn't have time for those right now.

Cyrus tried to work for a few more hours, trying to take his mind off his wife. But nothing he did seemed productive, and in the end, he swept his computer off the desk, flinching at the crash and splintering of glass and wires. When the noise died down his shoulders unclipped, and he buried his head in his hands.