Chapter 61
Silas typed, "Hey, you're getting hitched? And no one thought to tell me? @Callie, honey, what do you think we
should gift them?"
As soon as Silas commented, his notifications blew up with a flurry of responses from people eager to get his
attention.
"Hey there, Mr. Myers!"
"Whoa, Mr. Myers is actually on Twitter!"
"Sweet, I'm basically one tweet away from him!"
"Even billionaires have downtime, huh?"
"Mr. Myers, when can we chat about that partnership?"
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"Long tno see. Can | treat you to a meal sometime?"
"Mr. Myers, letcling to your coattails!"
"@Callie, hi! I've got sfantastic beauty products for you. Interested? | can have them delivered."
Calliope couldn't help but chuckle as she imagined Gideon's furious reaction if he read those comments. And she
was right on the money.
Gideon was in his office, tackling a mountain of paperwork. He had wanted to see if Calliope had reacted to his
Twitter post.
Instead, he found her likes and comments, as well as Silas's, along with the sycophantic replies from his
supposed friends.
Gideon's blood pressure shot through the roof. What started as a prank to irk Calliope ended up with him
witnessing a public display of affection between her and Silas.
He felt disgusted when reading those pickthanks' remarks. Everyone seemed to act like Calliope was exclusively
Silas's wife, leaving him out of the picture entirely.
It felt like a brick wall had settled in his chest, making it hard to breathe. In a fit of frustration, Gideon swept
everything off his desk.
Yvette walked in just in tto catch the aftermath. "Gideon, what's going on?"
She'd seen the Twitter and rushed over, expecting him to be upset but not like this.
She started picking up the strewn objects from the floor.
Gideon shot her a glare. "You said she'd be jealous. Well, she isn't. She's flaunting her relationship on my Twitter,
making a fool out of me!"
"Don't let it get to you, Gideon. Maybe try winning Callie over again? Send her sflowers or something!"
Gideon stared at Yvette, a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm done trying to win her over. In this life, unless she
kneels down and begs me, | won't give in again."
He was fed up with Calliope's antics.
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Did she really think Silas would play along forever?
He didn't buy it for a second. He'd heard that Silas had someone else in his heart. Helping Calliope was just a
favor because she once saved him.
It wasn't love, more of a charade. Clearly, Calliope was clueless, thinking Silas meant it.
When she finally realized the truth about Silas, she'd ccrawling back.
Over at Baker Group, in the top-floor office, Silas was lounging in his plush chair, casually scrolling through
Twitter.
One comment offering a gift to Calliope caught his eye.
The guy sure knew how to butter up.
"The Lynch kid was talking about a joint venture with our amusement park project, wasn't he? Get in touch with
him. Let's give him a shot."
"You mean Mr. Wynton Lynch?" Fagan stood respectfully nearby, glancing at Silas, who exuded an air of
sophistication even with his sleeves slightly rolled up.