A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

"You know, walking a tightrope is risky enough, but you just had to choose the one that leads to the point of no return," Calliope said, her voice laced with a mix of exasperation and amusement as she glanced at Gideon.

"Sometimes, Gideon, I really do admire you. You're a bit of a madman, you know that?"

Calliope looked at him with a detached air. Once upon a time, she might have felt a pang of heartache, a twinge of sadness for him. But now, she felt nothing. Once, she thought she wouldn't be ruthless to someone she once liked, but his actions left her with no choice. He had brought this upon himself.

"Big shot, do you think that's enough? If not, I can break another leg. Make sure he can't stand for a while! If he dares to bother you again, I'll make sure he's in a wheelchair for life!"

Calliope shook her head. "That's enough. Someone else will deal with him."

She casually cracked open a few sunflower seeds and glanced at Gabriel. "Sit down. Why are you standing there like a statue?"

"I'm good," Gabriel chuckled, albeit nervously. The truth was, he was terrified of Calliope. He had seen her in action, pulling him out of a tight spot without a second thought. During a hail of bullets, she hadn't even blinked. Plus, she carried a mysterious air about her, backed by a reputation that was not to be trifled with.

she was married to Silas, another formidable figure he had no interest in crossing. If he'd known it was her he was dealing with, he would never

for forgiveness. Calliope patted the seat next to her,

obliged, perching on the edge of the sofa, maintaining a cautious distance. Even in his own house, he felt like a guest, uneasy and out of

why are you sitting so far away?" Calliope prompted. "We've got

arm around his shoulder,

anything specific

Calliope replied, her tone casual. "I just wanted to ask when

really. You know, our rank wasn't high enough to get intel on your operations. You guys could keep tabs on us, but not the

big shot?" he asked, a touch of disbelief coloring his voice. "You were a teenager back

a teenage girl had been leading Frostwolf. Yet, there she was, proving