A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 950

“It would only be natural if they kicked us out… But honestly, what I’m worried about is them tossing us into the ocean. We are in international waters right now,” Monty whispered, shivering. “I really don’t want to die.”

Horatio tried to reassure him. “I really doubt it’ll come to that. Stop letting your imagination run wild.”

“Dad! Horatio! Open up!” Valerian’s voice came from the hallway.

“That’s Valerian!” Relief washed over Monty as he hurried to the door. But as soon as he swung it open, an awful, acrid odor greeted him. He wrinkled his nose, waving his hand in front of his face. “What is that horrible smell?”

Then he caught sight of Lisette, limp and helpless in Valerian’s arms. “What happened to Lisette?”

Lisette was mortified and partially in shock. She’d tried to play dead at first, but fear and exhaustion had taken over, and soon enough, she’d actually drifted off to sleep in Valerian’s arms. Now she was nothing but dead weight.

Monty took a closer look—and realization hit, making his jaw tighten. Lisette’s skirt was soaked.

“Did she… wet herself?” Disgust clouded Monty’s face. “Seriously? She’s not a child! How could she pee her pants at her age?”

“What the hell happened out there? Is everything alright now?” he pressed.

Valerian’s frown deepened. “Nigel scared her half to death. She fainted. Help me get her on the bed, would you?”

Monty and Horatio exchanged uneasy glances, but they moved to help, lifting Lisette gently onto the bed. They stood looking down at her, each more uncomfortable than the other.

He’d been convinced that Lisette was their greatest asset. But after what he’d witnessed today—seeing the kind of people Calliope surrounded herself with, her status, her strength—he couldn’t escape the realization: Calliope was formidable in ways Lisette just wasn’t. Regret gnawed at him, but it was too late to turn back now.

Horatio followed beside him, his gaze downcast. “It’s not really about backing the wrong horse. The truth is, we never treated either of them like actual family. If we had, maybe none of this would have happened.”

Monty shot him a look, but didn’t argue. His mind raced with worries. Ms. White’s intervention had saved them from financial ruin for now—but with Calliope’s connections and influence, what was to stop her from making things very difficult for them? If she wanted to come after them, it would be all too easy.

Meanwhile, Calliope was making her exit from the banquet, a small circle of friends at her side, while Nigel followed at a polite distance. She chatted with her friends as they walked, bidding them farewell one by one as they peeled away.

When she was finally alone, Nigel seized the chance to catch up with her. “Are you angry with me?” he asked cautiously.