Chapter 35

Calliope chuckled and repeated her words slowly, her tone calm and cool. "Mr. Sterling, do I have anything to do with you?" "Why should I even tell you anything?" Lucien's brows knit tightly, clear frustration showing in his voice. "You're my sister!" "Wow." Calliope let out a short laugh, like she'd just heard the most ridiculous joke ever. "You kidding me? Ever heard of someone sleeping with their own sister?" Lucien's pupils shrank abruptly. Angelina, who had just walked up, instantly covered her mouth in shock, her eyes misting over. "Lucien, you... were you two... together?" Her voice trembled. "I thought you said you never..." "Don't listen to her crap!" Lucien turned sharply toward Angelina to explain, then quickly faced Calliope again. "Tell her yourself. Did anything ever happen between us or not?" Calliope stared at his panicked face, feeling nothing but cold detachment inside. Yeah, in this life, nothing physical had happened between them. The most they'd ever done was kiss.