Chapter 392

Calliope Godfrey’s brows knit tighter, and her voice turned cold. “I’ve never held him back. If you’re gonna make accusations, better back them up.” “Oh, really?” Charlotte Grant scoffed, her smile icy. “If your oh-so-great father hadn’t pulled a disappearing act, would our plan be in ruins now?” “We had everything locked down, and now? Thanks to you, we have to waste time and resources rebuilding it from scratch.” “You think your mom getting released smoothly was just luck? A bunch of people paid the price for that.” Her gaze was sharp enough to cut, her whole demeanor frosty. “Conrad didn’t come home last night, did he? Do you have any idea how much he’s carrying on his shoulders?” “And you? Besides clinging to him and trying to seduce him, what else do you even do? You’re no help to him at all!” Calliope’s fingers clenched tightly at her sides, nails digging into her palms. But her expression? Calm as ever. She even let out a faint, amused chuckle. “Dr. Grant, I think you’ve got som