Portia was fuming, ranting into the phone at Calliope for a good five minutes.

"This is just outrageous! How can they be so damn petty?"

Calliope chuckled, "Don't worry about it. They're the Jewell family, after all. Being shameless is basically their family trademark."

"Yeah, seriously! They've got zero shame!" Portia huffed, "Callie, I mean it. Don't let their crap get to you. If they want to talk trash, let them. We're all on your side anyway. Oh, and by the way, I already dragged them on Twitter for you!"

"Mavis and I are recruiting everyone we know to clap back at those trolls. No way the Jewell family can take us on and come out on top!"

Calliope rolled her eyes, half amused, "You guys don't have to go to all that trouble. It's really not a big deal. I'll just clear everything up when they hold their precious press conference."

"That's not enough. I'm still pissed! I have to fire back!" Portia snorted, "I'm calling in every favor I've got for you, trust me. And that Lisette? That snake? There's no way I'm letting her off easy."

Something warm flickered in Calliope's chest. She smiled, "Thanks."

bit longer before Calliope finally hung

living room for a while, lost in thought, when someone started banging at the door. She went to

him suspiciously, unsure why he'd shown up out

need

stepping aside so

the kitchen doorway, shouting at Silas,


me! She barely

just brushes me off. She says since we're just mentor and apprentice, we can only falk

that's way too

you ignoring

those dishes

drawn together. It all made sense now. Mavis had been trying to keep her distance like Uriah wanted, but

it was

just sit down for a

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