Chapter 421

Calliope Godfrey felt like her heart had just been hit hard, buzzing with a strange numbness. Conrad Hilliard seemed to suddenly remember something. He leaned over, stepped out of the car, and grabbed a file folder from the back seat before handing it to her. "Oh right—this is for you." "This car, and the apartment too, they’re both under your name now." "All the ownership papers are inside. Keep them safe." Calliope held the folder, fingers tightening around it. Her chest felt like it was being soaked in warm water—sore, heavy, and a little hot. The warmth crept up, making her eyes blur slightly. She had gotten countless gifts growing up. Some much more expensive, some flashier, all of it. But nothing, absolutely nothing, had ever made her feel this wrapped up and seen. This wasn’t just a gift—this was something way bigger. It was a promise. A home. This was Conrad giving her everything, no holding back, with a heart so bare it made her ache. To give her a proposal that could rival an