Chapter 103

"Mrs. Myers's older brother isn't much of a brother. I mean, how could he only stand by and watch?" Fagan fumed, pacing back and forth. "She's his sister, for Pete's sake! And he just let her get bullied? And that foster girl is a real piece of work, always stirring the pot. The Jewell family must be out of their minds."

Fagan was still seething about what he had just witnessed. "And they had the nerve to blame it on how Mrs. Myers dressed? She was wearing a tank top! It's not like she was out of line. Lots of girls dress like that. Some people are plain rotten, and it's got nothing to do with what women wear."

Silas had been silent the whole time, listening to Fagan's rant. When Fagan paused to catch his breath, Silas finally turned to him and said, "Round up those guys causing trouble earlier. Give them a proper scare, and see if you can find out who put them up to it."

He had noticed something fishy when those men had locked eyes with Lisette.

"Got it," Fagan nodded, ready to take action.

Silas stood there, his eyes glued to where Calliope was. She had mentioned she had something important

to do tonight. Was it to watch the races, or was there someone there she was interested in?

get to know her better but subtly, so he was observing from a distance. He didn't want to upset her by making

one was going to mess with his wife! The car race kicked off, with Portia cheering wildly for Lance.

plastered across her

won? You're wrong. You may have hit me, but you've lost your

enough?"

are mine now. Your brothers

trash, do you? Well, go ahead. Have at it," Calliope retorted, glancing at Lisette. "You dress like a trash can, so no wonder you're fond of

on! She does look just

clear that she had changed. Lisette

Portia's arm and turned

ever. She narrowed her

didn't matter, she would not let Calliope off the hook. She would snatch away everything that belonged

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