They kept babbling on with all sorts of explanations, but honestly, it was like Calliope hadn’t heard a single word.
The moment she walked out, the three of them just stared at each other, stunned.
“What do we do now? She’s seriously pissed off this time. She won’t even look at us!” Monty looked helplessly at his two sons.
If they’d really gone and upset Calliope over Lisette, that was like dropping a hundred-dollar bill just to pick up a penny. After all, Calliope was the one running the company now and besides, Horatio still needed her help with his surgery.
The three of them genuinely believed Calliope was mad, and panic was starting to set in.
“I told you, we should’ve kept our distance from Lisette. Just look at us now. Callie’s mad. What the hell are we supposed to do?” Monty was both worried and annoyed.
“Don’t get worked up,” Valerian said, trying to sound reassuring. “We’ll just talk to Callie again, calm her down.”
Horatio was less optimistic. “You think she’ll even care? She just ignored us completely! What if she decides not to help me with the surgery? What then?”
He glanced down at his wheelchair, anxiety twisting in his gut. He’d never really been scared since he knew Calliope would operate on his legs. But if she refused now… he just couldn’t accept the idea of never walking again.
Valerian squared his shoulders, jaw set. “I’ll figure something out, don’t worry. She has to do your surgery. We already handed her the company. Why wouldn’t she help?”
“Exactly,” Monty added coldly. “She owes us that much. If she bails, I’ll tell everyone exactly what she’s like—a woman who took our money, took over the company, promised to help, then backed out.”
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