Chapter 156
Silas’s crowd was like a constellation in the sky, unreachable for most and the grandest circle in Capitalton.
That darn Calliope!
Lisette fumed silently.
Meanwhile, Valerian and his crew had just pulled up to their family estate, and as they exited the car, they looked up to see fireworks painting the sky.
At first, they assumed some bigwig was celebrating–someone of national importance, surely, to warrant such a display.
But as the show went on, it dawned on them that it was for Calliope’s birthday! It had Silas’s fingerprints all over it.
Valerian’s face darkened with anger. “She planned this on purpose. She knows Lisette’s birthday is tomorrow, and she’s trying to upstage her with this flashy spectacle.”
“She’s getting out of hand, thinking she’s something special just because she’s with Silas,” Ulysses muttered, clenching his fists.
Horatio furrowed his brows. “She’s definitely pushing it a bit.”
“Brothers, we can’t let Lisette be overshadowed tomorrow,” Ulysses urged. “I’ll rally some friends from our circle. I’ll foot the bill for extravagant gifts.”
“Yeah, we might not be able to match the fireworks, but we can arrange a drone show,” Valerian added. “I‘|| handle that.”
With their heads together, the brothers resolved to make Lisette’s birthday bash even more luxurious and spectacular.
They believed Calliope was doing this out of spite, trying to compete with Lisette. She was just being
immature.
Of course, Calliope was oblivious to all the plotting.
After the fireworks ended, the party wound down, and Silas escorted Calliope back home.
She was surprised to see Fagan waiting for them with a stack of documents in his hands. He looked at Silas,* “Mr. Myers, is it time?”
“Yes, now,” Silas nodded.
“Is there something going on?” Calliope felt a strange flutter of anxiety. She had no clue what Silas was planning.
But with Fagan’s serious demeanor, her confidence wavered.
Was this a case of giving her a sweet treat only to follow it with a slap? Was he ending their agreement? Would he let her shine only to then divorce her?
Her mind raced with all the wild scenarios, anxiety and panic creeping in.
“Mrs. Myers, if you could please listen carefully, I need to discuss a few matters with you,” Fagan addressed Calliope. “Don’t worry. It won’t take long.”
“What?” Calliope’s heart pounded harder.
That was it. Silas was about to drop the bomb on her.
Could she make a run for it? She didn’t want to leave now, she realized.
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“Uh, do we need to do this now? It’s late, and I’m tired. I want to sleep,” Calliope feigned a yawn, rubbing her eyes, pretending to be sleepy.
She stole a glance at Silas, who gave her a gentle smile. “It’ll only take a moment, and Fagan put much effort
into this.”
Calliope’s heart sank.
“Fine, I guess,” she murmured, preparing herself for the worst as she looked at Fagan,
