Chapter 766

"What the heck is he doing?" Mavis shot Oliver a suspicious look.

Norton squinted, thinking. "Is he...dancing?"

Uriah stared at Oliver, just as lost. After a long pause, realization hit him. Wasn't this Silas's deadbeat dad?

"Wait, isn't that Oliver?"

"What's that jerk doing coming out of Silas's room?" Uriah's face darkened, annoyance clear in his voice.

"Who?" Mavis turned around.

"Silas's actual father," Uriah muttered, narrowing his eyes.

"That guy?" Norton's expression soured too. They'd all done their homework on Silas's background. His dad had a reputation, and none of it was good.

Seeing Oliver in person just confirmed everything they'd read. If he was here for Silas, nothing good could come of it.

Just as they were about to step forward, Calliope and Silas emerged from the room, right behind Oliver.

"What's happening to me?" Oliver's voice trembled. His arms and legs were jerking uncontrollably. The movements grew wilder, almost like he was breakdancing at a New York block party.

"What're you doing? What did you do to me?"

to glare at Calliope, but his head wouldn't turn. He looked like a marionette with tangled strings,

weirder. His arms flailed, his knees bounced, and he

for help. "Somebody—get in here! Now! Number one, number two, number

in. The sight that greeted them made their

uh... what

"Are you dancing?"

kind of dance is

"Is that... tap dancing?"

breakdancing!" another

still had moves

The

watched in awe as

's limbs

cuss them out,

hard to

"Morons...#%$@#..."

guard asked,

can dance, join in! If

in!" Calliope added, clapping along with a

up the

or not, they swarmed Oliver, clapping and trying their best

all he could do was glare at them,

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