Ulysses frowned, his jaw tightening. "Franco, did you just say we're not even as good as dogs?"

He sounded genuinely offended.

“Did I stutter?” Franco shrugged, completely unfazed. “Just calling it like I see it. The only reason you're still living the good life is because my boss keeps covering your asses. If she stopped bailing you out, the Jewell Group would've gone bankrupt months ago. You'd all be up to your necks in debt."

Valerian and Ulysses shot Franco a pair of icy glares.

"We're not useless! Even if she didn't help, we'd figure something out!" Valerian insisted stubbornly. "Calliope, you're only running things here because you blackmailed us into it, not because we need you!"

Calliope just stared at him, speechless for a moment.

Funny, how not long ago they'd practically been on their knees, begging her to take charge. And now they acted as if she'd stolen their inheritance.

trying to talk sense into them. The more she dealt

doors slid open. Calliope stepped out with Franco close

at the Jewell brothers, shaking his head in exasperation. He'd spelled it out for them in plain English, but they never thought they were to blame for anything. Some people

out for them, maybe then they'd realize what they'd lost. Although, knowing these

who refused to listen. There was no

delivered earlier. As she stepped into the

came to invite you home for Christmas dinner," Ulysses said, trying

cleaning?" Calliope replied, arching an eyebrow. "Is this an invitation to dinner, or do you just want me back to play

Ulysses flushed, suddenly uncomfortable.

the rest of the family dug into thesham and mashed potatoes. More often than not, by the time she finally sat down, everyone else

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