Chapter 133

"Nothing much!" Portia huffed, getting up with a playful grin. "Just ensure you treat Callie well. Since you're here, I'll leave you two alone.

She grabbed her purse and skipped toward the door. Just as she reached the doorway, she turned back, leaning against the frame with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Darling, don't forget about me when the fun starts!"

She winked at Calliope, twirled around, and bounced out of the room.

Calliope watched her leave, her mind drifting into thought. She had been caught up with her affairs lately and almost forgot about the whirlwind in Portia's life. She'd have to find time to catch up with Fintan soon. "What were you two chatting about?" Silas asked as he walked in, his tall figure casting a shadow.

"Just gossiping a bit," Calliope replied with a sly smile, closing her laptop. "Eamon filled you in, didn't he?" "Yeah, he called me right after speaking with you and told me to pick you up." Silas paused. "You know, if you don't want to go, you don't have to.

He understood. Calliope might still care about Gideon. After all, she had loved him once, giving so much of herself to him. Witnessing someone she once adored marry another could be a bitter pill.

sting of that pain all

There must be some drama today," Calliope said with

peace when Fleur stirred up trouble. Looking back, it seemed ridiculous how much she tolerated to win Fleur's approval and

Yvette was in the hot seat, Calliope

was no hint of sadness, only genuine eagerness for

magician pulling a rabbit from a hat, Silas produced

Bakery?" Calliope's eyes lit

like it. Picked it up on the way," Silas said casually. "We probably won't

on the cake. She

seat, Fagan silently

way," indeed.

Bakery was a nightmare. Yet Mr. Myers insisted

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