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!"

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

visibly uneasy. "Gideon, let's go. You've

why don't you ask her who

sneered, "Calliope, I know you're just using my uncle to get back at me.

keep this up, I'll really get mad! And if I get

Laird

shares. He used to be indifferent no matter how hard she tried, but now, in his drunken

thought watching Gideon, she didn't notice Silas gazing at her intently. His deep eyes held a trace of

she had loved him for so

had feelings for Gideon and just had been

was his now,

enough?" Silas's cold voice, tinged with

Silas's

but be

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