Chapter 389
Calliope hung up the phone after chatting with Silas for a bit. She didn’t mention Gideon’s unannounced visit to the Myers Manor. There was no point in worrying Silas about something he couldn’t do anything about from afar.
As she set the phone down, she noticed some commotion outside. Gideon’s voice was unmistakable, still shouting for her. Damien seemed to be handling the situation, his tone firm.
“Mr. Baker,” Damien called out, “out of respect for your connection to Mr. Myers, I’ll give you a warning. If you leave the manor now, no harm will come to you. But if you keep harassing Mrs. Myers like this, we won’t be so forgiving.”
“You know Mr. Myers is your uncle, and Mrs. Myers is your aunt by marriage,” Damien continued. “It was your choice to walk away from the wedding, leaving Mr. Myers to step in. They’re happily married now, living a life full of joy. Your actions are inappropriate and only causing trouble for yourself.
Remember, Mr. Myers had always been good to you, teaching you a lot. Don’t disappoint him now.”
Gideon looked at Damien defiantly.
“No, I’m not giving up,” he insisted. “Uncle Silas is not a Baker by blood. Yet he’s running the Baker Group. Now, he wants to take Callie too? No, she’s still mine, and I want her back.”
With a sigh, Damien adjusted his umbrella against the drizzle. “Mr. Baker, you seem to misunderstand. Mrs. Myers isn’t an object you can pass around at whim. She’s strong, independent, and capable of making her choices.
Perhaps you’re unaware of how strong she is. But rest assured, she’s chosen for herself. It’s not that you didn’t want her; it’s that she didn’t want you. That’s something you ought to realize.”
Gideon frowned, trying to process Damien’s words. Did everyone know how formidable Callie was? Did Silas marry her because of that?
What a joke. Grandfather always insisted Silas wasn’t after the Baker family’s fortune, but how could that be true? Silas seemed to be after everything, even Callie’s assets.
Gideon sneered, “I knew Uncle Silas was no good.”
He raised his voice, “Callie, come out! I know you’re listening. Uncle Silas doesn’t love you. He never has. It’s all a shám!”
Damien stepped forward, his patience wearing thin. “Mr. Baker, you’re disturbing Mrs. Myers’s rest. This is your last chance to leave quietly. We can pretend this never happened, and I won’t mention it to Mr. Myers.”
“You know Mr. Myers is considering you as a future leader of the Baker family. Do you want to ruin that by angering him?”
Gideon met Damien’s gaze, a bitter laugh escaping him. “Future leader? He has me stashed away in some branch office, never letting me near the main operations. How could I ever be his successor?”
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