A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

The words "her real brothers aren't even big shots," hit Valerian and Ulysses like a punch to the gut.

Back then, they had no idea that Calliope's other brothers were actually that impressive.

Now, knowing the truth, the whole thing left a pretty bitter taste in their mouths.

They were supposed to be her real brothers, weren't they? But it was like she didn't care about them at all.

They'd always assumed that Calliope would try to win them over, that she'd come around and realize her mistake. But nope, she just turned around and found herself some even "better" brothers.

And as much as they hated to admit it, it was obvious: Quentin and the others really were more impressive than they were.

Ulysses had already been fuming back at the airport. He knew just how powerful Julius actually was not just a celebrity, but someone with a whole business empire behind him. There were rumors about Julius being this mysterious bigwig, not just a Hollywood A-lister but also a serious player in the business world.

And now? The blow just kept coming. Because apparently, Norton was even more famous.

So yeah, that oldest brother probably wasn't some average Joe either. Turns out, Calliope didn't really need to come crawling back to them. She had all these other “brothers” in her life. They weren't the only ones anymore. She could toss them aside without a second thought.

Before, they'd thought they were the only ones who mattered to her, that she should care about pleasing them, especially when they weren't happy with her. They'd always say she'd never find better brothers than them.

they were the ones who

really didn't

car roared to life,

a small, content smile on her face.

no, it wasn't. And now he was the butt of office

and marched right over

You just gave a car that expensive to that guy? How is that even appropriate? He's not your real brother,

barely able to hold

brother?"

you ever get me a Christmas present?" "When you got Lisette that fancy gift card at Christmas, what did you get me?"

every year. That's

get you a car, or

her, totally floored. "No way! He's not even your real brother Why would he give you that kind of money?

couldn't

me to show you my bank

the cash he gave me was more than enough to buy that