A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 480

At the Myers Manor.

Silas listened as the call abruptly disconnected, leaving him with a sinking feeling in his stomach. His face turned pale as he realized something was terribly wrong.

Without wasting a moment, he headed out of the house, clutching his phone tightly. He was too anxious to call Calliope back, fearing he might distract her while she was driving.

Instead, he gathered Damien and his crew. They had been winding down for the night, so Silas's sudden summons took them by surprise.

"Mr. Myers, is something wrong?" Damien asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

It wasn't like Silas to call for them at night unless it was urgent. Typically, any tasks would be assigned during the day. The fact that he needed them now signaled something serious was happening.

Damien and his group were Silas's most loyal team, trained and trusted implicitly. As they sensed the gravity of the situation, their expressions grew serious.

"Calliope's in trouble," Silas announced, his voice tinged with worry. "She’s being followed on her way home!"

"What!" Damien exclaimed, disbelief etched on his face. "Who would dare mess with our lady? Are they out of their minds?"

"Let’s go get her!" one of the men shouted, his urgency echoed by the others.

"Yeah, we need to make sure she’s safe!" another chimed in.

But then, they all paused, realization dawning on them. Calliope was no damsel in distress. Did she really need their help?

Damien glanced at Silas, sensing his unease. "Mr. Myers, don’t worry too much. Calliope’s tough as nails. If anything, those following her are the ones in danger."

Meanwhile, Calliope was still on the road, initially trying to shake off the car trailing her. But whoever was following her was persistent and skilled, making it difficult for her to lose them.

Realizing this, she decided to slow down, curious about their intentions.

Seizing the opportunity, the pursuing car accelerated, overtaking her before coming to a halt, blocking her path.

With a calm demeanor, Calliope hit the brakes, bringing her car to a smooth stop. Stepping out, she abandoned her original plan of heading home. Now, she wanted answers.

She approached the vehicle ahead, her curiosity piqued. Who were these people, and what did they want?

From the other car emerged five imposing men, each looking more formidable than the last. They seemed ready for a confrontation.