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A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 939

“Ms. Jewell, that’s really out of line!” Jett snapped, his earlier fondness for Calliope vanishing in an instant. He’d come over to greet her, intending to keep things civil—even after the awkwardness at the auction, which, admittedly, had been more Blythe’s doing.

But now, Calliope was accusing his daughter of trying to steal her man. Of being the other woman.

A noise of sheer incredulity escaped Jett’s throat.

“Our Blythe might not measure up to you in every way, but she’s never lacked admirers,” he said sharply. “I’ve never once heard anything about her being a mistress.”

He fixed her with a cold stare. “Ms. Jewell, I’m treating you with respect, but that doesn’t mean you can accuse my daughter of something so outrageous. And just so we’re clear, I will always take her side.”

The idea that Blythe would go after Calliope’s man was beyond ridiculous. His daughter was exceptional—plenty of young men were eager for her attention, but she always said she wanted to stay close to her family, not get married.

And now Calliope was publicly slandering her.

Jett could barely contain his frustration. “I don’t know what kind of grudge you have against my daughter, but truth be told, I don’t see anything all that remarkable about your Silas. Frankly, Blythe wouldn’t even be interested in someone like him.”

With that, he turned on his heel, muttering with annoyance, and stormed off.

Calliope watched him go, her gaze frosty and indifferent.

Portia materialized beside her, furrowing her brow. “What was that about? Why did Jett look like he was ready to explode?”

Calliope simply shrugged, not bothering to explain. “Nothing important.”

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