Chapter 395

"Calliope, what are you talking about? Are you just gonna stand there or help us up?"

Valerian was already in a foul mood. He didn't think he owed Calliope an apology, nor did he feel like saying sorry. Lisette was still locked up somewhere, while Calliope seemed to be living her life without a care in the world. She stood there, almost taunting them with her indifference, not even offering a hand.

No wonder no one liked her, not even with her reputation as the Miracle Doctor. She wasn't like Lisette. Lisette always spoke softly and kindly. Even if she wasn't all that skilled, she'd put her heart into helping others. But Calliope, she held onto grudges from childhood like they were yesterday's news.

Wasn't she living just fine? Wasn't she married to Silas and enjoying a good life? What did she have to complain about?

The more Valerian thought about it, the angrier he got. If it weren't for his father's insistence on creating some public pressure on Calliope, he wouldn't have been here at all.

his head throbbing with pain. He struggled to his feet, casting a glance around the room,

against the door, trying to stand but struggling after the crowd had stomped

stood with her arms crossed, her face a mask of indifference as she watched

seemed like a goddess atop a pedestal, looking down on them all. It was as

his heart. This was his own sister, yet she acted as if they meant nothing to her, as if their fates were irrelevant. If Lisette were here, she'd probably be heartbroken, maybe even cry for them. But Calliope's face showed no concern or empathy. She was beautiful, almost ethereal, but

cold and detached.

can't get up. Can you please help me?" Horatio

her expression unreadable, as if she hadn't heard him

were dead? Would that

her face still

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