Chapter 70

Kratos’s scowl melted away in an instant, replaced by a rich, unexpected laugh that echoed through the room. The shift in his expression reminded Thomas uncannily of Nathan’s manic grin—wild, unsettling, yet electrifying. “That’s the right answer,” Kratos—no, Cyrus—said, amber eyes brightening. He extended a strong hand across the table. “I’m Cyrus Sawyer when I keep things above board—and Kratos Sawyer when I don’t. Today, I’m both. I’m Cassandra’s brother.”

Thomas froze, his heart hammering. He couldn’t quite believe it. Cyrus? Cassandra’s brother? He simply stared, mouth slack. After a moment of stunned silence, he managed to murmur, “How…? Cassandra doesn’t have any living relatives.”

Cyrus sighed, the weight of years written on his features. “We were torn apart by that accident. I was adopted by relatives overseas, and I’ve been searching for her ever since I graduated. No luck—until Nathan here,” he nodded toward Nathan, who sat impassive, “somehow discovered our c