A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

"They're only going to get closer to me from now on. As for you? You'll end up with nothing. Face it, you'll never get your family's love. So what if they're your blood? Your parents, your brothers, they care about me, not you!"

Lisette clicked her tongue in mock sympathy. "Honestly, you're just pitiful. You think taking control of the company means anything? No one respects you for it. Everything you're holding onto, I'll take it back sooner or later."

She stepped in close, smug as ever. Now that the Jewell family had welcomed her back, Lisette felt completely untouchable, convinced Calliope couldn't compete.

Lisette didn't care what Calliope did next; the worse she acted, the more the Jewells would coddle her.

She knew exactly why the Jewells treated Calliope so well lately. It wasn't really about her, just what she could give them. She'd bought them expensive gifts, and that was all they cared about: the price tag, not who handed it over.

Meanwhile, whenever she brought them something cheap, she'd act like it was from the heart and that's what won their affection. They valued her "thoughtfulness," not Calliope's.

Calliope had already lost, and Lisette knew it. No matter what mistakes she made, all it took was a half-hearted apology and the Jewells would forgive her. She understood them inside and out, and now it was easy to manipulate them. After all, she'd lived with them for years. She knew where all their skeletons were buried.

Calliope just watched Lisette, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips.

"Funny, isn't it?" Calliope said softly. "Everything you want from me is just trash I was going to throw away. You want it all back? I'll be watching."

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