Chapter 123

The slap that was supposed to land never did. It hovered mid-air instead.

Rafferty and the other guys were ready to jump in, but none of them moved because Calliope had intercepted Valerian’s hand.

She held onto Valerian’s wrist effortlessly. Even though her arm was much slimmer than his, her strength was something else entirely.

Valerian tried to pull away, his face turning red from the effort, but Calliope’s grip didn’t budge an inch. His arm was completely immobilized.

He stared at Calliope, shocked and incredulous.

How could she be this strong? She was a girl; his strength should easily surpass hers, right?

Gritting his teeth, Valerian tried even harder, but it was like trying to move a steel clamp. He couldn’t shift her grip one bit.

Calliope looked at him, unimpressed, as if she wasn’t exerting any effort.

Valerian was getting frustrated. How could he not be stronger than his sister?

Meanwhile, Zelda was on the brink of losing it. The liquid she’d meant to throw at Calliope had ended up all over herself instead, drenching her from head to toe. Her brand-new outfit was ruined, and she was nearly hysterical.

“Calliope, you will regret this! Is this how you treat your mother?”

Zelda screamed, her anger boiling as she raised her hand to slap Calliope. But before she could swing, a figure darted in and caught her wrist.

Rafferty and the others, who were about to intervene, froze when they saw who it was.

Silas stood there, his hand lightly grasping Zelda’s wrist. He didn’t exert much force, but it was enough to stop Zelda in her tracks.

Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, he exuded an aura that seemed to chill the air around him. His eyes, filled with a cold fury, fixed on Zelda.

She was about to hurl insults but faltered under Silas’s intense gaze.

“Mr. Myers…”

“Zelda, getting physical isn’t a great habit,” Silas said, his voice calm but icy. “Especially not with my wife.”

He released Zelda’s wrist, his gaze still piercingly cold.

Calliope hadn’t expected Silas to show up so suddenly. She quickly released Valerian’s wrist and, feigning innocence, hid behind Silas.

“Honey, they were bullying me,” she said, her voice full of pretend hurt.

The word “honey” made Silas’s heart flutter slightly.

He looked at Calliope with deep, thoughtful eyes, knowing how strong she was, yet still wanting to protect her.

Valerian looked at Calliope incredulously, glancing down at his wrist, which now bore a ring of bruises from her grip.

And she claimed they were bullying her? Where had they even touched her?

Valerian was livid, his face flushed with anger.

Zelda’s expression was equally unpleasant as she turned to Silas, saying, “Mr. Myers, do you think she’s fit to be your wife? She’s a jinx, a disaster just waiting to happen. She’s not only dumb but malicious, and she’ll only bring you trouble! Surely you know her reputation is terrible. You don’t need to ruin your reputation over someone like her."

Zelda was fuming inside, desperate to hurl every insult she could at Calliope.