The Siege

"Tomorrow is the deadline for the election, and I don't want any accidents, so you need to deal with Macy today."

"Of course, I'll take care of Howard on my end!" Edwin said with a slight smile, patting the girl's smooth buttocks as he stood up.

He had thought about going another round, but physically felt too depleted to continue, slightly regretful but leaving the room with his four enforcers.

"Are you okay?" Cyril crouched beside the girl only after Edwin had left, asking with concern.

"Cyril, you're really not a man, I was wrong about you!" the girl said, her eyes filled with tears.

If only Cyril had made a move or even spoken up, even if he couldn't have won, it would have been some consolation that he had tried.

But he had remained silent throughout, almost consenting to Edwin's assault.

Now that everything had been done, he came over—what use was it?