Chapter 33

Rafferty called that guy over.

He was a blonde, barely in his twenties. But from the way he talked, it was clear he knew his stuff.

He had modified plenty of race cars and had a knack for pinpointing exactly what was wrong with a vehicle.

Calliope had a chat with him and secured his help for Saturday.

"Money's not an issue, but I need you to fix that car and make sure it's running perfectly. I can't have anything happening to it," Calliope said seriously to the young mechanic.

"Don't worry, this is what I do best. If you're his friend, the money doesn't matter."

After he left, Rafferty, ever the curious one, asked, "Who are you helping out?"

"My bro, Norton Shepherd," Calliope replied, her eyes thoughtful. "You met him once when he came around looking for me."

I remember him.

races

back to her

fact, there were other three brothers who'd always been showing much family affection

for her when she was a child. Even after she returned to the Jewell family, whenever she visited the countryside, they went out of their way to make her feel

neglecting them, even arguing with them over her biological brothers. Her heart ached at the

looming now. The thought of how Norton had suffered haunted her. She had been too late to save him, and his life had become a

she'd ignored Valerian, nothing wouldn't have happened to Norton,

when she intended to make up for it, it was futile. Norton had

she vowed, things would be different. She would protect Norton,

...

was preoccupied with thoughts of Norton

morning in a huff, and she wanted to make it up to him that night. She even cooked a

never came home. Instead, she received a text saying he wouldn't be back-he had

sank; it seemed Silas was

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