For Julius, she’d picked out a play script, one he’d been wanting for years, and a bracelet. Not just any bracelet, either, but a vintage rosary bead bracelet, the kind you’d find in an exclusive antique shop, worth more than most people’s homes.
She’d chosen every gift with care, matching each one to what the guys actually liked. It was the kind of gift-giving that hit people right in the heart.
Quentin and the other two were genuinely thrilled with what Calliope had brought them.
But honestly, even if Calliope had shown up empty-handed, they’d still adore her. The fact that she brought such meaningful, extravagant gifts? Just icing on the cake.
People standing around couldn’t help but stare, pure envy in their eyes.
Everyone now knew Calliope’s wealth was something else. She could casually hand out gifts that cost more than most folks would ever make in a lifetime.
It was almost unreal.
For regular people, it was the kind of thing you couldn’t even dream about.
But for Quentin and the others, the price tag didn’t matter. Whether the gift was a homemade cookie or worth a fortune, as long as it was from Calliope, it was precious.
Upstairs, Ulysses and Valerian hadn’t come down, but word travels fast. The staff was buzzing about Calliope’s generosity.
When Ulysses heard that Calliope had given Julius that script, the very one he’d been searching for, he could hardly believe it. How did Calliope even get her hands on that script? And why would she give it to Julius, of all people?
But he knew Julius was resourceful, so it had to be the real deal. Calliope had really given Julius something so rare, so valuable.
The thought stung.
The thing he’d wanted most, Calliope had given away to someone else.
He couldn’t help but wonder if he’d been kinder to Calliope, would she have chosen him instead?
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