Chapter 189

The crowd whispered, yet no one dared to step in and help.

A few people in the group recognized Calliope and began to murmur.

“Isn’t that the heiress of the Jewell family? It looks like she’s being scammed!”

“That’s rough. Could this couple be doing it on purpose? They must be trying to scam her!”

“By the way, I saw Ms. Lisette with the three Jewell brothers here earlier. They seemed to be just watching the show.”

With a glance toward Lisette and her brothers, the onlookers confirmed their presence and felt less inclined to intervene. No one wanted to cross the Jewell family. If they weren’t stepping in, why should anyone else?

Portia, however, found the situation amusingly absurd.

“Call the cops? You two must be con artists! Callie tried to help you, and now you want to report her? You deserve whatever misery you’re in. Don’t go too far, lady. Be honest, did Callie do anything to you?”

Calliope observed the pair calmly. She hadn’t expected her attempt to help would get twisted like this. She scrutinized the woman, curiosity in her eyes.

She wasn’t worried about the police being called. After all, she had only kicked the man lightly, enough to make a scene but not to cause harm.

The woman glanced at her husband and then at Calliope, launching into a tirade.

“It was you! You hit me and my husband! My husband is hurt, and you owe us money!”

“Listen, you hag, I’ll give you a chance. Pay us thirty grand, and we’ll let this slide without calling the cops!” the man threatened.

Calliope smirked, “Thirty grand? That’s all?”

“Oh, so you’re loaded, huh? How much are you willing to pay?” The man sneered, thinking Calliope was a fool.

He was bluffing, assuming the crowd wouldn’t get involved. He’d pulled this stunt many times before.

“At least a million, right? Anything less, and you’re not thinking big enough for a scam!” Calliope mused, resting her chin on her hand.

The man’s eyes gleamed, “Seriously? You can pay a million?”

“Of course, a million in Monopoly money. I can have someone bring it to you now,” Calliope replied with a sly grin.

“What did you say?” The man questioned, unsure if he heard correctly.

“A million in Monopoly money,” Calliope retorted, her eyes glinting with disdain.

“You witch, you think you can fool me?” The man’s earlier smugness evaporated into anger, and he lunged at Calliope.

Portia burst into laughter, and the crowd, initially confused, joined in.

“A million in Monopoly money, brilliant!”

“This Ms. Jewell is quite something!”

“She’s got guts, not scared at all.”

“But if this man and woman keep pushing her, she might be in over her head,” someone remarked, their gaze drifting toward Ulysses and his brothers, who watched the scene unfold, frowning but silent.

After a moment, Lisette said, “Callie might make him angrier. She shouldn’t have done that!”