Chapter 162

“Lisette, we all love you, so stop overthinking it! Let’s get you dolled up and head to the hotel early. We’ve got everything lined up, and Callie will bring over the dress soon.”

“Okay…” Lisette looked up, “Callie will show up, right?”

“She wouldn’t dare skip it,” Ulysses said coldly. “I’ll call to remind her.”

Calliope didn’t have to wait long before Ulysses’s grumpy call came through.

“Are you ready? Ensure you get to the ballroom early, and don’t forget the gift. You promised you’d bring it!”

“If you think about causing trouble, remember, as your brother, I’ll come down hard on you!”

“Calliope, remember Lisette’s more important today. You already stole the show yesterday, so keep it low-key now!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Calliope responded nonchalantly, hanging up before Ulysses could reply.

Afterwards, she contacted her stylist, who arrived in no time.

Calliope’s look was effortlessly chic and stunning.

“Put on the dress, and it’ll be perfect.” The stylist admired her handiwork, “You have a natural beauty, Calliope. Even without makeup, you light up the room. A simple look, and you outshine everyone.”

“Thanks.” Calliope smiled. She’d been about to change into her dress but hesitated.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, deciding against it.

“I’ll change into the dress later, thanks. You can head out now.”

“No problem.” The stylist didn’t linger. When Calliope said go, he left.

Calliope then picked up the dress and drove to one of her villas, where she stored her clothes. She had a villa just for her wardrobe, filled with international designer pieces and custom designs from top designers.

Once a celebrated doctor, Calliope had helped many, forming connections worldwide. Even though she no longer practiced medicine due to her grandfather’s wishes, those she had helped remained grateful, keeping in touch and sending gifts yearly.

Plus, owning an entertainment company meant she often received fashion pieces from collaborators. She couldn’t wear them all, so they were stored in the villa. Occasionally, she’d select a few to wear, leaving the rest untouched.

She had a dress from the same designer, like the one Silas gifted her. It had a similar style but was uniquely hers. It was a custom piece, made just for her by K.

With a sly smile, Calliope decided that since Lisette liked it, she’d gift it to her.

After retrieving the dress from the villa, Calliope headed to the Starlight Hotel.

When she arrived, Lisette and the others weren’t there yet. She wandered the ballroom, noting with a raised eyebrow how Valerian and the others had styled it to mimic her setup from the day before.

Lisette might like it, but anyone could see the difference in quality and originality.

Imitation was one thing, but poor imitation? That was another.

“What are you doing here so early?” A voice snapped, disrupting her thoughts.