Chapter 260

Yara huffed, "Uriah, after all we've been through, is this how you see me?"

Uriah shrugged helplessly. "I just think it's pointless, Yara. Silas has known you forever, and if he doesn't like you, he doesn't like you. Why push it? Callie hasn't done anything wrong. It's not fair to corner her like this."

Yara glanced at Calliope. "She could just step aside, you know. Let me have Silas. I like him, and I won't do anything to hurt him. What do you say?"

Calliope remained silent, pondering.

Yara continued, "It's not like you have to be here. I heard you married Silas on a whim, like a business deal, with no real feelings involved, right? No feelings means divorce is inevitable, whether it's sooner or later."

Calliope’s striking eyes met Yara’s. After a pause, she spoke softly, "Silas is my husband."

"And so?"

"Of course, I care about him."

"And then?"

"What do you expect me to do?"

Yara’s eyes widened with surprise. "I heard you two don’t have any real feelings for each other, so I didn’t think you’d make any sacrifices for him."

"That’s what you heard. The truth is, I would make some sacrifices for Silas," Calliope replied calmly.

"Really?" Yara raised an eyebrow. "Would you do anything to save him?"

"That depends on what you’re asking. If it’s too outrageous, I might have to take matters into my own hands."

Calliope’s red lips curled into a slight smile. She had been looking down, but now she lifted her head, her eyes sharp and bright.

In that instant, her gaze pierced Yara’s soul.

Yara was stunned, a shiver of disbelief running through her. For a moment, Calliope reminded her of Silas, especially with that intense stare, sending a chill down her spine. She was surprised and oddly unsurprised.

"Tonight, I’m hosting a party," Yara said. "I’ll return him to you tomorrow if you agree to follow my lead for the evening."

"Of course, if you can’t do it, I might not be so inclined to give him back."

"Fine," Calliope agreed without hesitation. "But don’t overstep. I’ve heard of you, Yara, and I trust you’re not entirely unreasonable."

Yara’s crimson lips twisted into a sly smile.

"Well, that remains to be seen. Let’s see how far you will go for Silas."

"Do we need to go this far?" Uriah interjected, his mouth twitching. He knew Yara well.

Her feelings for Silas were genuine. Whether this whole scenario was planned by both of them or just Yara, he couldn’t tell.

But whatever the case, making Calliope follow Yara’s lead at the party was unpredictable.

Yara hadn’t reached her current status solely because of Silas’s help. If she didn’t have the chops, Silas wouldn’t have helped her at all. She was indeed competent.

"If we don’t test the waters, how will we know if she truly cares about Silas?" Yara smirked at Calliope. "Wouldn’t you agree?"

Calliope’s lips curved slightly. "Can I see Silas first?"

"Of course–no, you can’t." Yara chuckled, "You should get ready. Tonight, I expect you to play by my rules."