Chapter 333

Calliope raised an eyebrow. “You want to partner with the Myers Group?”

“Who wouldn’t?” Soren chuckled. “With your husband being Silas, you could help, right?”

“Soren, give it a rest,” someone interrupted. “She’s barely hanging on herself, and you want her to help you? That’s a joke!”

“Yeah. Who knows what Calliope’s relationship with Silas is like?”

“Do we even need to guess? It’s probably terrible!”

“The esteemed Mr. Myers wouldn’t tolerate having such a scandalous wife!”

“Calliope’s likely to get kicked out soon enough!”

“I think so too. A woman with her reputation? Everyone would steer clear. No man wants his wife to cheat on him!”

“Poor Mr. Myers.”

The crowd buzzed with mocking whispers, taking jabs at Calliope.

Calliope heard it all but didn’t bother to argue.

Soren glanced at her. “So, it’s like that, huh? Calliope, things aren’t great between you and Mr. Myers, huh? Oh, right, I heard he’s never taken you to any gatherings or events… If he cared about his wife, she’d attend every occasion with him.”

“Forget it. It seems I asked the wrong person.”

With that, Soren turned and left.

People around chuckled softly, some with a hint of pity in their eyes.

“Calliope and Mr. Myers’ marriage is on the rocks.”

“It seemed like Calliope forced this marriage from the start!”

“Mr. Myers must’ve been deceived.”

“Calliope helped him out once, so he married her out of gratitude.”

Portia, fuming, glared around, wanting to speak up, but Calliope stopped her with a gentle hand. She calmly placed a slice of pie on her plate, encouraging her to eat.

Portia channeled her anger into her appetite, stuffing her face with food. Calliope remained poised and composed, eating slowly, ignoring the occasional whispers around her.

From a distance, Lisette kept glancing in Calliope’s direction. Her calm demeanor made Lisette uneasy and agitated.

She wanted Calliope to lose it and fall apart–that was her goal. But Calliope didn’t.

The classmates’ discussions about Calliope died down as her unruffled demeanor made them uncomfortable to continue. Before long, nobody talked about Calliope anymore.

Lisette clenched her teeth and suddenly stood up with a glass of wine.

“Lisette, what’s up?” someone asked, noticing her sudden movement.

“I need to have a word with Calliope,” Lisette declared. “She may be ignoring some issues, but I can’t.”

“What’s wrong?” another asked, surprised.

“It’s about my family,” Lisette said, lowering her gaze. “I can’t avoid this, even if it means facing consequences.”

“Is something wrong at home?” A few classmates looked at her with concern.

“But if you’re going to Calliope, she probably won’t even acknowledge you.”

“She’s a bit of an enigma, isn’t she? And a little scary–she doesn’t hold back.”

Lisette shook her head and approached Calliope.

Calliope sensed her approach but didn’t turn around, continuing to enjoy her meal.