Chapter 394

The room was buzzing with confusion as everyone exchanged bewildered glances.

“What’s going on here? Do we really need this kind of publicity stunt?” someone muttered.

With Zachary’s reputation, just a whisper of his presence would already have people clambering over each other. Why on earth were there reporters snapping photos of their team?

A chorus of voices erupted, peppering Calliope with questions.

“Ms. Jewell, is it true you forced your father and brothers to apologize to you on their knees?”

“Ms. Jewell, it’s said your family has wronged you, but isn’t making your elderly father beg a bit much?”

“Ms. Jewell, are you really that heartless?”

“Ms. Jewell, isn’t it cruel to leave your own brother in a wheelchair for life?”

“Shouldn’t doctors have a sense of ethics? Do you really deserve the title of ‘the Miracle Doctor’?”

Calliope stood there, momentarily speechless.

Meanwhile, Zachary gave her a puzzled look. “Are they here for you? This doesn’t quite add up.”

“Yeah, they’re here for me,” Calliope replied with a shrug. “But I bet they didn’t expect to find you here.”

Just then, Monty and Valerian dropped to their knees with a dramatic thud and started wailing.

“Callie, please, we beg you. Spare Horatio. Help him. Horatio’s so young and talented. He can’t spend his life in a wheelchair! His fate is in your hands!”

“We’re willing to pay, to give you everything from the Jewell family, just save your brother!”

Their plan was simple: use public sympathy to pressure Calliope. But as they sobbed, the reporters’ attention veered off entirely.

“Is that Zachary?”

“Oh my God, is that Richard?”

“Wait, isn’t that the team behind that globally renowned series? What are they all doing here?”

“Hold on, I heard they’re working on scriptwriter C’s new piece! Could they be meeting about that right now?”

“This is insane! Is C here? Who is C?”

“Zachary, can you give us a hint?”

“Zachary, is there a new show coming? Is it the same production team?”

The room was in a frenzy, the reporters completely forgetting their original task. They swarmed past Monty and Valerian, trampling over them as they surged into the room. Horatio’s wheelchair was knocked over in the chaos.

“You’ve got it all wrong!” Valerian shouted angrily.

“You’ve knocked over Horatio! Have you all lost your minds?” he screamed, but not a single reporter paid him any heed.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Calliope slipped out of the room. Glancing down at the three Jewell men sprawled on the floor, she quipped, “What are you guys, human doormats now? I didn’t know you had such a peculiar hobby!”