Chapter 139
Lucy was staring at Calliope, her gaze shifting from nosy curiosity to naked envy in a blink.
She clutched Calliope's arm, voice almost squeaking with excitement.
"Oh my god, are all firefighters built like that? Can you ask if any of his coworkers wanna be sugar babies? I'll pay fifty grand a month!"
Calliope was speechless.
Thinking Calliope was unimpressed by the offer, Lucy leaned even closer.
"How much do you give him each month? I'll match it-or more! Come on, fifty K is a lot, most people can't even make that in a year!"
Calliope's smile instantly dropped.
She yanked her arm away, eyes frosty.
"Lucy, he's my husband. As in, legally married. Not some toy I'm sponsoring. Try saying that crap again, and I won't be so polite next time."
With that, she walked off straight toward the dining room.
Conrad, who had looked up somewhere during that mess, had his eyes locked on her. The corner of his lips lifted as he called out,
"Babe, over here."
Calliope paused, then broke into a sugary-

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