Chapter 287

Yara gave Calliope a once-over, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Has he ever mentioned that woman to you?”

Calliope was puzzled. Silas wasn’t the type to talk about his past, not even to Yara, who had only seen a photo of the woman and knew of her existence. But beyond that, the details were a mystery.

Yara’s sharp and inquisitive eyes rested on Calliope. She couldn’t help but wonder if Silas saw Calliope as a stand-in for this mysterious woman or if his feelings were genuine. Regardless of Silas’s intentions, Yara was warming up to Calliope.

Calliope had surprised her. Rumor had it that the Jewell family wasn’t fond of her. Though she was their biological daughter, they seemed to favor Lisette, their adopted child, bringing her to important events and leaving Calliope behind. Whenever Calliope’s name came up, they branded her as a jinx, an outsider barely tolerated.

Yet, in Yara’s brief interactions with Calliope, she found Calliope had a unique charm.

Yara had met Lisette, who always dressed extravagantly but gave off an air of superficiality. Lisette seemed to rely heavily on her brothers, who protected her at every turn.

In contrast, Calliope was like a wildflower, resilient and thriving despite adversity. Her strength and unexpected capabilities stood out. She seemed nothing like the Jewell family, who, in Yara’s opinion, were lackluster compared to her.

Calliope glanced at Yara. She had no idea who Silas’s mysterious woman was or what she looked like, but Yara’s comments suggested a resemblance.

Was Silas helping her because she’d once helped him, or was it because she reminded him of someone else?

“I don’t know much, but if you’re curious, I can fill you in,” Yara offered, sensing Calliope’s uncertainty.

Surprisingly, Calliope didn’t press for more information. She simply nodded and asked, “Where is Silas?”

Yara was stunned. “Aren’t you curious? He might only see you as a replacement. Would you still want to be with him?”

“I’ll wait until he’s ready to tell me,” Calliope replied calmly.

She didn’t want to pry. Asking too many questions would only unsettle her. If Silas wanted to share, he would. If not, it meant it wasn’t worth knowing. Sometimes, knowing too much could complicate a relationship.

Yara chuckled, raising her thumb in approval. “You’re different, and I like you. Let’s be friends.”

“Sure,” Calliope agreed without hesitation. She understood Yara was Silas’s friend, and they’d likely cross paths often. Making allies was always wiser than making enemies.

They quickly went to the rooftop.

Yara swung open a door, and Silas emerged, his gaze softening as it landed on Calliope.