Chapter 71

Calliope froze for a moment when she saw Silas. She hadn't expected to see him here, and for a brief second, she felt a pang of guilt.

"Is he harassing you?" Silas approached.

"No, it's nothing," Calliope replied instinctively.

Silas glanced at Gideon, who suddenly realized how ridiculous he looked holding a mop. He dropped it and steadied himself against the wall, moving toward Calliope.

Just as Gideon was about to get close, Silas swiftly pulled Calliope into his arms. His eyes were icy as he stared at the apologetic Gideon.

"It's too late for regrets. She's mine now," he declared with a commanding presence.

When Laird arrived, he saw Silas brimming with a fierce aura while Gideon was still trying to reach Calliope.

Sensing that Silas might act, Calliope was holding onto him. "Silas, sorry, Gideon's drunk!"

hurriedly supported Gideon, looking up and apologizing to Silas. "He's just spouting nonsense. I'll take him

looked visibly uneasy. "Gideon, let's

Silas, why don't you ask

head, with flushed cheeks from the alcohol, Gideon sneered, "Calliope, I know you're just using my

no way you just stopped loving me. But Calliope, there's a limit to how far you can push this. If you keep this up, I'll really get mad! And if I get mad, I won't want you anymore! Calliope, you should know when to stop! While

Laird

used to be indifferent no matter

didn't notice Silas gazing at her intently. His deep eyes

for so many years.

feelings for Gideon and just had

his now, and

enough?" Silas's cold voice,

stepped away from Silas's embrace. Whenever she looked

help but be

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