TimeNovel"Our relationship with Grandpa was never great. Honestly, it's not weird that he left everything to you. It makes
sense."
"I don't think Grandpa did anything wrong. And | don't think you did, either. He gave it to you, so it's yours. |
think he really saw you as his granddaughter, for real."
Ulysses looked at Calliope.
"| know you're mad at the whole family. I'm not here for forgiveness. | just want you to know where | stand. I'm
on your side."
"Really, you don't have to worry. I'm always with you. I'll try to talk to the family, too. | won't let them drag your
nthrough the mud."
Ulysses gazed at Calliope for a long moment.
Calliope shot him an indifferent look and said, "You done? If you are, I'm leaving. Don't botheragain."
"Yeah."
As Calliope walked away, Ulysses couldn't help but follow, half wanting to say more but holding back.
Calliope got in her car, ignored him completely, and just drove off.
Ulysses watched as her car disappeared down the street, letting out a long, weary sigh. He knew there was no
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfixing things between Calliope and the Jewell family now. That bridge had burned for good.
When Calliope got home, Silas was already there. She opened the door to see him in the kitchen, tying on an
apron.
"Babe, helpwith this?" Silas called out.
Calliope walked over, tied the apron strings for him, then wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at
him.
Silas met her gaze, and in the next second, they were kissing-long and deep.
After a while, both of them started thinking about things other than dinner.
"Still wanna cook?" Silas asked, half laughing, half exasperated.
"Yep." Calliope grinned, gave him another big kiss, and said, "I'm gonna hop in the shower. You cook!"
"Deal."
hismiled, trying to keep
he headed into the
kitchen. He busted himself making all of Calliope's favorite dishes. s
Just as he finished, Calliope cdownstairs, hair still damp, in fresh clothes.
"Wow! These are all my favorites!"
She lit up at the sight of the food.
"Only the best for my girl," Silas replied, beaming. "Csit. Let's eat.”
They sat together, Silas served her a generous helping of everything, then ladled her a bowl of soup.
Calliope took a sip and closed her eyes in delight. "This is amazing!"
She looked at Silas and declared, "My husband is the best chef in the world!"
"Then eat up." Silas gave her a loving look. "I made plenty."
They chatted and laughed as they ate, enjoying each other's company. Just as they were finishing up, Calliope's
phone rang.
It was Portia.
Calliope answered while Silas started clearing the table, giving her a fond smile as he did.
Portia launched right in, her voice brimming with outrage about the Jewell family. "Callie, have you seen what's
all over social media?"
"They're absolute jerks! Spreading rumors that you pretended to be the Jewell family's daughter, saying you
stole Kermit's inheritance, even implying you had something to do with his death!" s
"And the worst part? All these idiots online are eating it up, taking their sidel Seriously, are people really this
stupid?" s
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