Chapter 397

"You can take some time to think it over," Calliope said with a grin. "I have to head out now. Once you've made up your minds, just give me a call. Oh, but remember, your phone might not work; better use the butler's line!"

With a casual wave, she turned on her heel, hands shoved deep into her pockets, and strolled away.

Monty was still wavering. The thought of handing over all his power was a tough pill to swallow. Yet, if he didn't, the company might go under completely, and his eldest son might never recover.

“Dad, don't hesitate," Horatio urged. "Think of it as an early retirement. Once the company's back on its feet, we can figure something out."

"Besides, hanging onto your position won't do any good now," he added. "The board members have been grumbling about you anyway."

"Right now, the company's like a hot potato," Valerian chimed in. "If Calliope can turn it around, we'll reap the benefits. If not, any fallout lands squarely on her shoulders."

Their words hit Monty like a splash of cold water, clearing the fog of indecision.

They were right. At this point, whether the company collapsed or not didn't make much difference to the Jewell family.

not let her? They'd negotiate to give her the position but keep a larger slice of

eye on things. The old guard at the company didn't much care for Calliope anyway. Who knows, she

sighed with relief. This way, he could avoid any public

Just then, the doors to the lounge burst open,

their scoop,

"Max, what's going on? Weren't you supposed to be helping us

irritated, though it hardly mattered now. Still, he'd hired them for support, and this was the

Valerian, you didn't mention Zachary and

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breathless with excitement. "Your

family drama's small potatoes

project!

how did you know Zachary was around?"

Calliope? We didn't see her

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