Chapter 768

She truly cared about Silas and his mother. If it hadn't been for Eamon Baker shielding him, Silas would have been long gone.

And Oliver, God, what a shameless jerk. Back then, he'd done everything to wipe Silas out, but now that he sees some use in him, he's crawling back like nothing happened.

What a joke. He's dreaming if he thinks he can waltz in and get what he wants. If he dares to show his face, she's ready to deal with him.

She wasn't about to let the man she cared about get hurt. Not a chance!

"You know, Callie, you're wonderful. If Silas's mom were still around, she'd have loved you."

"She always wanted a daughter," Silas said, his eyes dark and unreadable as he looked at Calliope.

Calliope nodded, "I saw pictures of her. I liked her too. She was a real knockout."

...

Next room over.

Oliver was practically doubled over from the pain between his legs. That split he'd been forced into damn near tore every muscle he had. He was losing his mind. He glared at the bodyguards who'd just been dancing with him.

“A bunch of idiots! Did I tell you to dance? I'm in agony here, probably cursed, and you're all out there shaking your butts like it's prom night?"

"Morons! Absolute morons!"

didn't make him feel any better, especially with

furious. He wanted to tear Calliope

he remembered what she'd said: if he didn't take

but with how out of

bodyguards. They'd

there might be some

Oliver's face turned pale.

shrugged and went to get the

bodyguard suspiciously as he came in. "Why are you looking for

could hardly believe it. She

mind

was actually

useful," the bodyguard said

her eyes. "Help There's a

yourself

rabbit?

so

Never seen an animalet

much in my life..."

was genuinely impressed-if that's

scooped up a handful of

away, seriously," Blythe said,

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