Sylus was acting crazy.
What was his problem? I said I didn't need his help, and he wouldn't just stop insisting on it. Why couldn't he just listen? It's not like I was begging him for his help or in any way telling him that I needed a hero.
I knew how these sorts of things always ended. Though all this may have started with the damn marriage, it was my problem, not his. There was nothing he could actually do about it. Whoever was doing this was more than dangerous; I had no intention of putting a billionaire's life in danger—the world's idol.
But Sylus... he would never understand that. I didn't want to get him involved in any of this, and neither did I want to owe him any favor.
