Chapter 155
Calliope was momentarily stunned. As she looked up, a loud bang echoed through the night. In that instant, fireworks erupted in the sky.
Right in the middle of the colorful display, the words “Happy Birthday, Callie” lit up brilliantly.
The words hovered momentarily before fading away, replaced by a cascade of fireworks bursting across the sky.
It wasn’t just above her. Calliope could hear the crackling explosions from all directions.
Instinctively, she glanced around.
Capitalton seemed to be holding a grand fireworks festival, with dazzling displays lighting up the night from every corner, celebrating her birthday.
Seeing those fleeting words brought tears to Calliope’s eyes, nearly spilling over.
It was Silas’s handiwork, but it reminded her of her grandfather. When her grandfather was alive, her birthdays were celebrated with such grandeur. And Silas had stepped into that role, giving her the most vibrant birthday she’d had in years.
“Happy Birthday, my dear Callie-”
Silas’s voice came from beside her, husky yet incredibly charming.
Calliope’s heart raced. With tears shimmering in her eyes, she murmured, “Thank you. I love it.”
The fireworks continued illuminating the sky, and Calliope watched them for a long time until Silas took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
He clasped her hand, their fingers interlocking. She gently squeezed back, her heart swelling with warmth.
Everyone gathered at the floor–to–ceiling windows in the banquet hall, watching the spectacle outside.
Meanwhile, Lisette was doing the same on the balcony of the Jewell family mansion.
She had received a message from Yvette, informing her about Calliope’s birthday party on the rooftop of the Starlight Hotel, and jealousy was consuming her.
But soon, the fireworks outside caught her attention.
Capitalton had strict rules against fireworks. Yet tonight, it felt like the entire world was celebrating something significant, with the sound of fireworks impossible to ignore.
As she stepped outside, the sky was filled with countless fleeting words and bursts of light, renewing in a frenzy. The “Happy Birthday” emblazoned across the sky stung Lisette’s eyes.
She had schemed to share Calliope’s birthday spotlight every year, outshining and leaving her in the shadows. But this time, Calliope’s birthday overshadowed all of Lisette’s past triumphs.
Lisette was on the brink of madness. She knew it was Calliope’s birthday, and it seemed to announce to the world how worthy of celebration it was. She could have special permission for fireworks, and it felt as if the entire city was celebrating alongside her.
After this event, people would talk about and even envy Calliope. To many, she was the ultimate socialite, like a princess.
Lisette gripped the balcony railing tightly, and if she had the strength, she might have crushed it.
Today, Calliope was so flamboyant, so high–profile.
What would her own birthday party mean tomorrow?
She’d become a laughingstock!
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Valerian had promised her a grand birthday bash, a chance to find a suitable match, inviting all the city’s young elites…
Ridiculous! Who could they possibly invite that would compare to those who came to celebrate Calliope’s birthday tonight?
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