"What did you expect? That family is gross!" Portia rolled her eyes. "Honestly, they don't care about anything but themselves. But if they found out the truth? Oh, you can bet they'd come running back to try and take the company."

Calliope nodded. Portia was right. The Jewell family was just like that.

But honestly? She didn't care much, either. She never really gave a damn about the Jewell family's stuff in the first place.

After a little more gossiping, Calliope steered the conversation to something more fun.

"So, what's the plan for Christmas?" she asked.

Every year, they'd go somewhere together for a few days-hit the slopes in

Aspen, rent a cabin upstate, or take a city trip. This year would be no different, except it sounded like their group was going to be bigger than ever.

"I'm bringing Silas and my foster brothers," Calliope announced.

Portia grinned. "I'm dragging my boyfriend along, too."

Calliope's gaze shifted to Mavis. "What about you?"

shrugged, reaching for her wine. "It's not exactly a

but don't worry. I kind

can bring Uriah along. You know, just for you? Give

Mavis a sly

sure Uriah liked Mavis, too. Problem was, he had this whole 'I'm older, I'm your mentor, this isn't appropriate' thing going

if Mavis put in

get me. I already tried, but he won't

Uriah probably doesn't even realize he should be worried. If he sees you with another guy, maybe he'll wake up and

shot, how will you ever know? And hey, maybe it'll

"You've got those three godbrothers, right? Maybe one

work," Calliope laughed. "My third brother, Julius Quillen is a great actor. He could totally

hands. "Perfect! Let's do

hesitated. "I don't know... Is

course it is!" Portia

"Come on,

for ages. If he

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