Cyrus scoffed, circling her like a predator. He reached out, a lewd scratch landing on her hip.

“Drop the act, Maggie! Didn't the rich boy ditch you already? Well, you're not exactly a virgin, are you? Cute little buttocks, though!"

Maggie seethed with anger and humiliation, her hand connecting with Cyrus's cheek in a resounding slap.

"Cyrus, you are despicable! Shame on you!" she spat, her voice quivering with fury.

Cyrus recoiled slightly from the force of the blow, a flicker of rage crossing his features.