Chapter 66

“Mom, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have gone to see Mr. Myers for the company.”

“Oh, sweetie, this isn’t your fault at all. It’s all on her!” Zelda comforted Lisette, feeling a wave of frustration rising. She rubbed her temples. “She’s really been nothing but trouble for our family. That priest was right. You’re the good luck charm, and she’s the troublemaker. She’s not cooperating. We’ll have your father talk to Mr. Myers later. Mr. Myers isn’t an unreasonable man.”

Zelda told Lisette, “For now, just lay low. Don’t go to the office or anywhere else. We don’t want people gossiping.”

“Okay,” Lisette nodded.

Monty waited for Silas just as he was clocking out. He had been standing outside the Baker Group for ages since they wouldn’t let him in, so he resorted to waiting at the entrance. Lucky for him, he caught Silas just as he was leaving.

“Mr. Myers, could I have a word with you?” Monty asked, feeling slightly embarrassed. He wouldn’t have swallowed his pride to come begging if this Lisette situation hadn’t blown up, affecting their company and even prompting calls from partners worried about a fallout with Silas. But Silas was Calliope’s husband, after all, and even if it was just for show, technically, Monty was his father-in-law. He hoped Silas wouldn’t make things too difficult for him.

Silas gave Monty a cool glance. After all, he was Callie’s father, so he said to Monty, “Come with me.”

Monty sighed with relief and followed him to his car, where Fagan opened the door for him. Silas got in first. Monty hesitated for a moment. Then the window rolled down, and Silas looked at him, his deep voice carrying a hint of indifference, “Get in.” Monty quickly got in from the other side.

“Mr. Myers, I apologize for my daughter’s behavior at the company today. That sign was Callie’s doing, wasn’t it? Callie’s got a bit of a childish streak; she’s always felt like we favor her sister, which is why she acted out like this. This is just a personal squabble between sisters. It doesn’t need to be blown out of proportion. So, Mr. Myers, could you take that sign down?” Monty looked at Silas, his heart pounding with anxiety.

Silas, with features as chiseled as a statue, glanced down at his phone, not responding immediately. Monty shifted uncomfortably. “This wasn’t Lisette’s fault. It’s just sibling rivalry.”

“Mr. Jewell, you seem to be mistaken,” Silas turned his head.

“What?” Monty’s heart skipped a beat in panic.

“This isn’t a matter of sibling rivalry. That sign has nothing to do with Callie. It was my doing. Your foster daughter decided to throw herself at me. Why blame Callie for that?” Silas’s face remained expressionless, yet he exuded a powerful, intimidating aura. His eyes were as cold as ice as they bore into Monty.

“Mr. Jewell, you need to understand something. You say Callie feels you favor the foster daughter. But is that really not the case?”

“We’ve never favored anyone. We’ve always treated Callie and Lisette equally. It’s Callie who’s out of line!”

“Ha!”