Chapter 143

When Silas got home, he found Million lying on the floor looking dejected, with his head hanging low. Meanwhile, Damien and his crew were surrounding Calliope.

At first, Silas believed Damien and the guys were picking on Calliope, probably because they didn’t think much of her. Damien and the rest of the gang were fiercely loyal to Silas, believing he deserved only the best. In their eyes, Calliope was someone else’s cast-off, not good enough for Silas. Even though he had insisted they treat her with kindness and refrain from bullying, he knew it was a tall order. His heart raced with anxiety as he hurried to where Calliope stood with the group.

But as he was about to unleash his anger, he overheard Damien and the others praising Calliope.

“Mrs. Myers, you’re incredible!”

“Mrs. Myers, you’re full of surprises! How about a sparring match sometime?”

“Mrs. Myers, where did you learn to fight like that? You’re amazing!”

Silas blinked in confusion. It didn’t seem like they were bullying her at all.

“Mr. Myers!”

“Mr. Myers, you’re back!”

The moment they noticed Silas, Damien and the crew jumped back, looking as nervous as cats in a roomful of rocking chairs. They finally understood why Mr. Myers always said his wife was something else—because she genuinely was.

Calliope had played around with Million. At first, Damien and the others thought Million, being so huge, might accidentally hurt Calliope, even though Million was her own pet. They tried to caution her against it.

But when Calliope started play-fighting with Million, they realized she was the real deal. Despite Million’s massive size, Calliope handled him like he was a mere teddy bear.

During their little match, no matter what Million did, Calliope countered him effortlessly. It was like watching a professional athlete showing off against an amateur. Calliope had Million wrapped around her finger, so to speak.

Damien and the crew couldn’t help but admire Calliope, realizing that Mr. Myers had indeed chosen a formidable partner. She might look like a delicate flower, but she could probably toss an elephant if she wanted to.

“What are you guys chatting about? Did something happen?” Silas asked, eyeing them suspiciously.

“Oh, nothing at all. Just having a friendly chat,” Calliope replied with a soft smile.

“Friendly chat, and they’re praising you like that?” Silas squinted at Damien. “What did my wife do to get you all so riled up?”

Damien’s eyes widened with excitement and said, “Mr. Myers, your wife is really amazing! And she’s incredibly strong; she could even toss Million into the air!”

“Nothing much! I’m as weak as a kitten. I can’t even open a jar without help!” Calliope glared at Damien and quickly turned to Silas. “He must be imagining things. I’m not that strong.”

Damien’s jaw dropped in disbelief, and the rest of the group also stared at Calliope, bewildered.

She said she couldn’t open a jar, huh?

Who was the one who just tossed Million around like a rag doll, leaving him dazed? That kind of strength could probably lift a car!