Chapter 317

Fagan stood by Silas’s side, studying the photo sent to Silas moments ago. He had mentioned to Calliope that if she ever wanted to meet Dante, Silas could arrange it for her. Yet, he hadn’t anticipated that Calliope would go alone to find Dante. From the way she always acted like she didn’t know Dante, it seemed unlikely.

But the photo told a different story. Dante looked like he was on the verge of tears. There had to be some connection between them, and if it weren’t a deep one, why would he be so emotional?

“I couldn’t find any evidence that Mrs. Myers knows Mr. Lopez,” Fagan reported, bowing his head slightly.

Silas looked up, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. “Find out who sent me this photo.”

“Yes, sir.”

Within minutes, Fagan returned with an answer. “Lisette sent it.”

Silas raised an eyebrow.

“Lisette is trying to stir up trouble between you and Mrs. Myers. I think it’s best to talk to Mrs. Myers and get the full story.”

Silas stood, grabbed his coat, and strode out of the office with Fagan following closely behind.

Outside the hotel, Calliope paused and looked back, still puzzled over Dante’s behavior. His eyes had told her he recognized her, yet he wouldn’t admit it. After returning to his room, no amount of knocking had brought him back out.

Why? She searched her memories but found no trace of Dante. She didn’t know him at all. Yet, why did Dante act as if he knew her but refused to talk? His reaction was so strange. It was driving her crazy with questions.

Deep in thought, she bumped into someone.

“Sorry!” Calliope apologized quickly, looking up to see Silas’s flawless face.

“What brings you here?” she asked.

“Are you okay?” Silas frowned. “Did you see Dante?”

“Yeah.” Calliope nodded with confusion. She didn’t understand why Dante seemed so keen on seeing her but then acted so evasive. Before seeing him, she hadn’t thought much of it. But now, she was more troubled than ever.

“How did it go?” Silas inquired.

“Didn’t clear up my confusion,” Calliope admitted. “He seems to know me but won’t say why. He claims he’s not worthy.”

What situation makes someone feel unworthy? Had he done something wrong to her in the past?

“You have no memory of him, but he knows you?” Silas grasped quickly.

Calliope nodded. “But he refuses to meet me again.”

“Want me to go with you?” Silas offered, taking her hand with determination. He wouldn’t mind barging in and forcing Dante to explain if she was curious enough.

“No need,” Calliope shook her head. “He looked so pained, like he was trying to forget something. Maybe he needs some time. He might reach out once he’s ready.”

She had slipped a business card under Dante’s door. If he wanted to meet her, he would have a way to contact her.

Then together, they left the hotel.