Chapter 183

The news of Calliope breaking ties with the Jewell family spread like wildfire. Everyone was talking about it, predicting life would be tough for Calliope without the Jewell family’s support. Some even speculated that, without them, Silas wouldn’t treat Calliope well.

But Calliope didn’t pay much attention to these rumors. Her mind was occupied with thoughts of her past life, when her best friend Portia’s family faced a downfall, leaving Portia, once a wealthy heiress, to face the cruelty of the world alone. Determined to prevent history from repeating itself, Calliope arranged a meeting with Portia’s father, Fintan Sutton.

“Fintan, I’ve asked you here because there’s something crucial that I need to discuss with you,” Calliope began, her expression serious as she sat across from him. “It might sound unbelievable, but I hope you’ll heed my warning. I don’t want anything to happen to the Sutton family. You know how close Portia and I are. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t care.”

Fintan, who had agreed to meet Calliope mostly because his daughter insisted, was expecting her to ask for a favor. Instead, she was predicting trouble for his family.

Naturally, hearing someone say your family is in danger is unsettling. Fintan’s first reaction was disbelief. The Sutton family’s business had always been solid and united. How could there be any trouble?

“Callie, I know you’re fond of Portia,” he said, trying to sound reassuring. “And I trust you wouldn’t deceive me. But saying something’s going to happen to us doesn’t sit right. Our company is well-managed, and my son Crispin and I are competent. Not to brag, but we’re better at running a company than your father, Monty.” Fintan chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood. “Anyway, I appreciate your concern. Do you have anything else to discuss? If not, I have some meetings to attend.”

He reached for his phone but then paused, looking at Calliope. “Callie, let me send you some spending money. I’ve heard about your situation. Portia complains about your parents all the time. It’s a shame that they chose that ungrateful girl over you. If you ever need anything, consider me a second father. Crispin and I care about you.”

Calliope felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. The Sutton family had always treated her with kindness, thanks to Portia, and she cherished them deeply.

“Thank you, Fintan, but please hear me out, okay?” Calliope implored, her eyes sincere.

Seeing her earnestness, Fintan sighed and sat back down.

“Alright, Callie, I’m listening,” he said patiently despite the ominous subject. Even though talk of misfortune was unsettling, he couldn’t find it in himself to dismiss her concerns outright.