Chapter 342

It was then that Conrad finally spoke up, his voice low and rich with that deep timbre that naturally drew attention. "Professor Taylor, everyone-hello. I'm Conrad, Calliope's husband." "Got held up by something on the way over-really sorry for being late." He nodded slightly, his eyes calmly scanning the room before resting respectfully on Michael. His attitude was humble, but never ingratiating. "Calliope's always spoken highly of you. Said you're the teacher she admires most. I know it's a bit rude barging in like this-hope you don't mind." His words were smooth-polite, well-mannered, and sincere. In a flash, he'd won the room over. "Alright, everyone's here. Let's eat!" Michael waved them toward the dining room, hands tucked behind his back. Without skipping a beat, Gabriel slung an arm around Conrad's shoulder and grinned. "Dude, seriously? You're really a firefighter? With that face? Aren't you wasting some serious star power here? Ever thought about going into acting? I know som