Chapter 190

She seemed worried about Calliope but was thrilled inside. The more Calliope ticked off that guy, the better. She loved a good spectacle and didn’t mind the chaos.

“Hey, Mr. Horatio, isn’t that your sister over there? Aren’t you going to step in and help her out?” Someone called over to Horatio and his group.

“We only have one sister, and she’s here with us. That woman? I’ve never seen her before,” Ulysses scoffed, purposely raising his voice so everyone around could hear.

A ripple of whispers and chuckles spread through the crowd.

Calliope and Portia heard it too.

Especially Calliope. She knew Ulysses was making sure she heard him. She lifted her eyes and glanced toward his way. Her expression was calm, her eyes indifferent, almost icy.

Ulysses felt a weird twinge of discomfort at her gaze but stubbornly raised an eyebrow at her, as if he was daring her.

‘Go on. Beg us for help,’ he seemed to challenge silently.

But Calliope was unfazed. She looked at them as if they were strangers.

Just then, Gideon appeared out of nowhere, positioning himself where Calliope could clearly see him. He surveyed the scene, assuming she’d turn to someone for help now that the Jewell family wasn’t backing her. He wanted her to come to him for assistance.

Calliope did see Gideon, but she didn’t react at all. She didn’t even spare him a second glance, as if he were invisible.

“Fine, I’m calling the cops now! Let’s see how you handle that!” the man shouted, pulling out his phone to dial 911.

Calliope remained calm. “Go ahead. Call them.”

She picked up a wine and swirled it lazily, exuding a chilling aura that was hard to put into words.

The police arrived in no time.

Before Calliope could say a word, the man launched into an accusatory rant. The officers turned to the woman with him, “Did she assault you?”

“Yes, she hit me!” The woman squinted maliciously at Calliope. “She’s trying to steal my husband, so she attacked us both!”

“What the…” Portia was flabbergasted, “Lady, there are cameras here. You had those bruises when you showed up! Your husband’s the one who hit you. How dare you pin this on Callie?”

“Cameras? Oh, the cameras must be down,” the woman retorted slyly.

“Anybody here see what happened?” the man pressed the crowd. “Did I hit her?”

Everyone glanced at the Jewell family, but they remained silent. The crowd followed suit, not a word from anyone.

Portia laughed in disbelief. “They must be blind. But I saw it. This guy has abused his wife. But his wife is no saint either. Serves her right!”

“No, it wasn’t him!” the woman sobbed, “It was her! She attacked me on purpose!”

“Hey, Gideon, you saw what happened, right?” Portia turned to him. “Callie didn’t hit anyone, did she?”

Gideon glanced at Calliope. “It doesn’t look like she’s asking for my help.”