A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

She seemed worried about Calliope but was thrilled inside. The more Calliope ticked off that guy, the better. She loved a good spectacle and didn't mind the chaos.

"Hey, Mr. Horatio, isn't that your sister over there? Aren't you going to step in and help her out?" Someone called over to Horatio and his group.

"We only have one sister, and she's here with us. That woman? I've never seen her before," Ulysses scoffed, purposely raising his voice so everyone around could hear.

A ripple of whispers and chuckles spread through the crowd.

Calliope and Portia heard it too.

Especially Calliope. She knew Ulysses was making sure she heard him. She lifted her eyes and glanced toward his way. Her expression was calm, her eyes indifferent, almost icy.

Ulysses felt a weird twinge of discomfort at her gaze but stubbornly raised an eyebrow at her, like he was daring her.

'Go on. Beg us for help.' He seemed to challenge silently.

looked at

where Calliope could clearly see him. He surveyed the scene, assuming she'd turn to someone for help now that the Jewell

didn't even spare him a second glance, as if

cops now! Let's see how you handle that!" the man shouted, pulling out his phone to

remained calm. "Go

aura that was hard

Calliope could

man faunched into an accusatory rant. The officers turn

assault you?"

"She's trying to

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flabbergasted, "Lady, there are

You

when you showed up! Your husband's the one who