A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 352

"Of course."

Silas stood at the entrance, his voice cutting through the tension like a cold

breeze. No one had noticed when he arrived, but now there he was, arms crossed and eyes firmly locked on Calliope.

"My dear, there's no need to forgive anyone," he announced, his voice unwavering.

The room went silent, everyone turning to look at the imposing figure of Silas. His presence was electrifying, his confidence palpable. He glanced dismissively at Horatio and his companions before focusing his attention on Calliope once more. "Sweetheart, how would you like to deal with the Jewell family?" he asked, a sly smile playing on his lips. "If you want them bankrupt, just say the word."

Calliope was taken aback by Silas's sudden appearance. He always had that commanding aura, the kind that made everyone else fade into the background. His smile, though slight, seemed to light up the entire room.

As whispers filled the air, it was clear that many had doubted the relationship between Silas and Calliope. But seeing him stand there, speaking such words, left little room for doubt.

"Silas just called Calliope 'sweetheart'!" someone murmured, sending a ripple of surprise through the crowd.

Silas approached Calliope with measured steps, his tailored suit fitting him like a glove, emphasizing his regal bearing. He was like a figure sculpted from marble, flawless and distinct from everyone else.

Horatio and his friends seemed to shrink back, visibly unsettled.

shouted at Calliope, "Just because you faced a little slight, you want to ruin the Jewell family? Maybe we

cast a cool glance

wife doesn't need your approval," Silas

that's enough. Who cares

hand, his eyes softening as he

doesn't need the world, because I am her world," he declared. "If

collective gasp rippled

"Oh my god!"

so powerful! I love

lucky. Silas is a force to

I adore

are such a perfect

What did she

was abuzz with chatter,

family of the Jewell

uncomfortable, especially Lisette Her knees seemed to buckle under

the verge of

breakdown.

believe Calliope had so much evidence