Chapter 237

Calliope couldn’t even be bothered to explain herself to Ulysses.

“Move. Don’t get in the way.”

“What did you just say?” Ulysses stared at her in disbelief. “Is that any way to talk to your own brother?”

“Brother?” Calliope gave him a once-over. “Sorry, I don’t recall having a brother like you.”

Ulysses’ face turned sour. “Well, we don’t recall having a sister like you either!”

“Great. So move,” Calliope replied blandly.

“Calliope, are you seriously not going to help Horatio find out who the Miracle Doctor is?” Valerian’s tone grew cold. “He’s been good to you over the years. We’ve been strict with you because you were never good enough. Everything we did was for your own benefit. Don’t you get that?”

Calliope crossed her arms. “You want to know? Fine. I’ll tell you.”

“Really?” Horatio’s eyes lit up with hope.

“The Miracle Doctor is me,” Calliope said seriously.

Ulysses let out a short, incredulous laugh. “You? Come on, Calliope. If you’re her, then I must be the next coming of Christ!”

Calliope lifted her gaze, her expression as cool as ice. “I’m telling the truth. Believe me or don’t. It’s not my problem.”

“If you don’t want to say, then just don’t. But why make up nonsense?” Valerian folded his arms, glaring at her.

“Callie, please… My legs… I really need them to heal. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair,” Horatio began playing the sympathy card. “You know how much this means to me. I’ve never asked you for anything before, but I’m begging you now. Tell us who exactly she is and her whereabouts. Just ask Mr. Thorne about it, okay?”

Calliope was left speechless. They didn’t believe her, yet they still wanted her to ask for them?

“Just telling us won’t cost you anything. I don’t get why you have to be so stubborn about this,” Ulysses snapped. “Are you really this heartless?”

“I told you already. You just refuse to believe me. What else do you want me to do?” Calliope shrugged. “Then go find the doctor you believe on your own.”

With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, not wasting another second on them.

She had originally planned to find Baber, but when she glanced around, he was nowhere to be seen. Even the four bodyguards had disappeared.

Still, she wasn’t too worried. Baber was surrounded by highly trained professionals. He probably just went to the restroom, she figured.

So, she headed in that direction. But when she arrived, there was no sign of Baber or the bodyguards.

“Ms. Jewell! Bad news!” One of the bodyguards came running toward her, breathless. “The young master is missing!”

“Missing?” Calliope was taken aback. “Weren’t the four of you with him? How did he just disappear?”

“He said he needed to use the restroom, so we brought him here. We waited outside for a bit, but when he still didn’t show, we went in to check. And… he was gone! What do we do?! We split up and searched the area, but there’s no sign of him anywhere. You don’t think… some human trafficker took him, do you?”

The bodyguard was sweating bullets now, his face pale with fear.

They all knew exactly what kind of man their boss was. He treasured his son more than anything in the world. No one was even allowed to so much as scratch the kid, let alone lose him.

If they didn’t find Baber soon, they were as good as dead.