A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Calliope was chatting with Fleur again. Well, it was mostly Fleur doing the talking.

Fleur was on a tirade, calling Yvette a lowlife. She ranted about Yvette's family being a bunch of freeloaders and how even her health was falling apart. If she had known Yvette was like this, she would have put her foot down against Yvette marrying Gideon.

As her rants simmered down, she glanced at Calliope, feeling a pang of regret. Curiosity got the better of her, and she blurted out, "Being the Miracle Doctor must mean you earn a fortune from every patient, right? I heard you've treated a lot of wealthy folks. You must be rolling in it?"

Calliope gave Fleur a mild look. "I do well enough. I couldn't spend it all for the moment."

Fleur wasn't quite sure what Calliope meant by that, but she realized Calliope was indeed quite well-off.

A notification popped up on her phone, and her eyes widened as she read it - Calliope had taken over the Jewell Group.

Her friends had been buzzing with sympathy, lamenting that it should have been Calliope married to Gideon. Instead, her son was stuck with a useless woman who couldn't even bear children.

Looking at Calliope, vibrant and healthy, Fleur couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. Calliope seemed like she could have kids without a hitch.

running the Jewell Group

Calliope nodded.

Jewells weren't fond of you. How did you end up

Fleur's gaze. "That's not your concern. Are we done here?

you," Fleur said hurriedly. "About Gideon... could you reconsider? We

my control, and I'm not getting involved," Calliope replied,

wanted to persuade Calliope to stay, but in the end, she left. She turned and watched

son's relationship with Calliope. If her had married Calliope instead of Yvette, the Baker Group's heir would still be him. And if Calliope took over the Jewell

too late

thought left Fleur fuming. It was

of the

still

help her, as she couldn't bear the thought of not having children. But the doctors had told her it was impossible for her to

frustrated, her fists clenched as she thought about Calliope. She was consumed with anger, wishing