Chapter 286

But Calliope was just as quick. She barely moved, just a slight bend at the waist, a swift turn, and suddenly she had the opponent’s arm twisted.

Pop!

The guy seemed to get dislocated right away.

“Wow, she’s fast!”

“Calliope’s incredible!”

“It looks like she’s got this in the bag, again!”

Before the crowd could finish their awe-struck remarks, Calliope was already mixing it up with the rest of the group.

Bang!

Thud, bang!

Her dress didn’t move an inch. When she kicked, there was no risk of exposure; she’d come prepared with leggings underneath. Despite wearing an evening gown, she fought with a grace and ferocity that left everyone stunned.

“She’s amazing!”

“Oh my God, I think I’m falling for her!”

“Why is the Jewell family not fond of Calliope? She’s impressive. Not to mention anything else, her fight is just amazing. Wow!”

“So skilled!”

“Where did she learn to fight like that?”

“I suddenly feel the urge to become her disciple.”

“Girls should take a page from her book and learn self-defense.”

While everyone was busy chattering, Calliope had dealt with the remaining martial artists. After finishing them off, she even helped them back to their feet.

She then asked, “So, did I win?”

“We lost,” one of the guys admitted, clearly impressed.

With that settled, Calliope turned and headed toward Yara.

As she approached the crowd, one girl stumbled back a couple of steps and nearly fell. Calliope reached out and steadied her with ease, her hand gentle yet firm.

The girl blushed, utterly stunned.

“Wow, she smells so nice!”

“Goodness, how can someone be this cool and pretty? Her skin is flawless, even up close…”

By then, Calliope had reached Yara.

“So, did I pass?” she asked.

Yara shrugged. “You won. I concede.”

“Does that mean I get to see my husband now?” Calliope inquired, eager to reunite with Silas.

She wasn’t sure where Yara was keeping Silas, but she had prepared a backup plan with Damien and the others to rescue him. However, it seemed she might not need them after all, as long as Yara kept her word.

“Follow me,” Yara said, leading the way.

Calliope followed behind.

Meanwhile, Uriah was already informing Silas.

[Silas, you lucky devil, your wife’s coming to rescue you!]

Silas: [No need to be envious. You could try it yourself. See if your precious Mavis would come to save you in such a situation!]

Uriah: [I’d rather not. She’d probably end up getting herself caught too.]

Calliope and Yara headed back into the main ballroom and then went upstairs.

As they reached the second floor, Yara paused. She glanced at Calliope and suddenly smirked, “You do remind me of her.”

“Who?” Calliope blinked, puzzled. “Who do I remind you of?”

“A woman. Someone Silas cares about deeply,” Yara replied.

Calliope frowned slightly. She was somewhat aware of a woman from Silas’s past who had been significant to him. She tried not to dwell on it, but Yara’s words stirred a hint of unease in her heart.

“Did you know her?” asked Calliope.

“Oh, so you’re aware there’s someone in his heart?”