A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 691

“How about a little sibling love, huh? Is it really so outrageous to give up the private room for your brothers?”

Valerian shot Calliope a look, clearly annoyed.

“It’s absolutely outrageous.” Calliope didn’t even hesitate. She breezed past him right into the room, pulled out a chair, and dropped herself down.

She sat right next to Lisette, turned her head, and, while spinning Lisette’s chair a little with one hand, asked with wide-eyed curiosity, “Do you have any shame at all? Seriously, you want to snatch everything—our parents’ attention, our brothers’, and now even the private room I reserved?”

“I’ve met shameless people before, but you’re in a league of your own! Lisette, sometimes I actually admire you. How did you even manage to get a skin as thick as a brick wall? Is it something you practice?”

Lisette’s face went red, clearly uncomfortable.

There was just something about Calliope. She sounded casual, almost teasing, but somehow the air around her grew heavy and tense. Lisette felt the pressure, and she couldn’t help but squirm in her seat.

“I didn’t steal your reservation!” Lisette blurted out, desperate.

“Then why are you refusing to leave my room?” Calliope shot back.

“If you really booked this place, show us the proof. You weren’t even here when we arrived, and the room was empty. We just came in. What’s the big deal?”

Lisette was practically sputtering with frustration by now. She looked around, hoping Valerian and the others would come to her rescue.

“Calliope, do you always have to go for the jugular?” Valerian snapped, clearly losing his patience. “It’s just a private room, for crying out loud, not the Holy Grail.”

What was so great about those other guys, anyway? Why did Calliope get along so well with them? If she could be so easygoing with them, why not with her own family?

Everyone sat there, quietly stewing.

A few minutes later, Ulysses stood up, phone in hand. “I’ve got to make a call,” he muttered, not waiting for a reply before heading out.

He found himself outside Calliope’s private room. The door was slightly ajar, and he couldn’t help but peer inside.

Calliope was surrounded by Silas and the rest. Not only was Silas treating her like gold, but everyone there seemed to genuinely care about her. And, from the look on her face, she cared right back. They were swapping stories, laughing about old times, the air thick with nostalgia and good vibes.

Ulysses felt a pang of envy, and maybe something a little like jealousy. He realized he didn’t really have any memories like that with Calliope at all.