Chapter 127

Their car cruised leisurely down the winding country road, and Calliope had guessed the whole ride but still couldn’t figure out what Silas had in store for her.

“It’s not this, it’s not that, not even a helicopter. Could it be fireworks tonight? A drone show?”

She had exhausted her list of possibilities, everything she thought she liked, yet none seemed to fit.

“You’ll see when we get there,” Silas chuckled, his smile full of warmth and affection.

“I’m getting a bit impatient now. You’ve piqued my curiosity.”

Calliope hadn’t initially felt much curiosity or anticipation. After all, she’d reached a point in life where she lacked for nothing; she could easily acquire whatever she desired.

Moreover, she had three exceptionally doting brothers who took great pleasure in gifting her unique things, wanting her to have the world at her fingertips.

But now, trying not to be curious was a challenge. She genuinely couldn’t fathom what Silas could possibly give her. Gifts usually fell within a predictable range, so what kind of surprise could Silas have gotten her?

She’d even considered a grand piano or various musical instruments. Absurdly, even specialized acupuncture needles had crossed her mind. She’d thought of everything she could come into contact with, yet nothing seemed right, especially since Fagan mentioned it was something Silas had painstakingly prepared, taking several days to arrange.

“You’ll find out soon,” Silas assured her with a gentle smile, his demeanor here so different from the fierce persona he projected outside.

Before long, they arrived at the Myers Manor.

Calliope stepped out of the car, and Silas took her hand, guiding her toward the rear garden.

Fagan followed closely behind.

They hadn’t even reached the garden when Calliope heard voices from Damien and the others.

“What is this?”

“It’s a gift from Mr. Myers to Mrs. Myers!”

“What is it? It seems like something alive!”

“No idea, but it’s said to be something Mrs. Myers likes. Could it be a pet? But such a large pet seems a bit extravagant.”

“This cage is enormous. Whatever’s inside must be bigger than a person.”

Hearing the chatter, Calliope glanced at Silas. “Is it a horse?”

She was fond of horseback riding, enjoying the thrill of galloping across the open plains.

“No,” Silas shook his head. “We’re almost there. You can see for yourself.”

With suspicion and excitement, Calliope walked ahead.

Before her, she saw a gigantic iron cage draped with a large black cloth. Whatever was inside was making some noise, indicating it was indeed alive.

Curious, Calliope grasped the edge of the cloth and gave it a gentle tug.

Then the cloth fell smoothly to the ground.

Inside the colossal cage was an animal, snow-white from head to tail, resembling a wolf and a dog, with a large bushy tail and an impressive size, larger than a full-grown tiger.

“Is this a… wolf?” Calliope hesitated, trying to find the right word. It didn’t look like any dog she had seen, yet it seemed too large for a typical wolf. Perhaps it was an arctic wolf, completely white.

“Awoo-”

The creature in the cage, whether wolf or dog, let out an excited howl upon seeing Calliope.

Calliope stood there, momentarily stunned.

“Don’t you remember?” Silas asked softly, “Million.”

“Million… Million!”

Calliope looked at Silas in disbelief and quickly turned her gaze back to the magnificent white wolf in the cage. “Million, is that you?”

Suddenly, a long-forgotten memory rushed back to Calliope’s mind.