A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust

Calliope and Uriah left together, heading out for a meal. They settled into a cozy little diner that served the best burgers and fries in town.

"Aren't you worried Yara might give you a hard time?" Uriah asked, biting into his burger.

"Let's see how it goes," Calliope replied calmly, her demeanor steady as she elegantly picked at her salad.

Uriah nodded, taking a moment to look at her. Silas was always saying how striking she was with those bright eyes. Uriah hadn't paid much attention before but now he could see it. Calliope was indeed quite beautiful. She had an oval face with features perfectly balanced. She wasn't intimidatingly beautiful, but there was a depth to her looks that was hard to ignore. Even without makeup, she stood out, her skin glowing under the soft restaurant lights.

She could adapt to any situation, strong and assertive when needed, yet with a softness that made you want to protect her.

Silas had mentioned she was more capable than he had thought. Yara, though, was a tough nut to crack. She wasn't someone one could easily fool.

"Aren't you worried Yara will ask something impossible of you?" Uriah mused, taking another bite. “I mean, she's not wrong. You and Silas haven't been together long enough to form a deep bond. Yara's not going to do anything to him anyway."

Calliope shook her head. "Silas is my husband."

She cared about him, at least. She was fiercely protective of those she considered her own.

"Are you prepared to go all out for him?" Uriah raised an eyebrow, chewing thoughtfully before swallowing. "Yara isn't easily swayed."

"If she pushes too far, I'll just take him back," Calliope said, her eyes meeting his with unwavering determination. "Yara might be formidable, but that doesn't mean I can't outsmart her."

Her lips curved into a slight smile, her eyes sparkling with confidence.

Uriah was stunned. He'd known Calliope for a while but never really got to know her well. Most of his understanding came from Mavis and Silas.

Silas seemed quite fond of her, and Mavis always said she was quite something. But Uriah wasn't sure what that meant. Mavis often hinted at Calliope's secrets but never elaborated.noveldrama

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Calliope seemed like a gentle soul to him, a kind-hearted person who had been wronged. On the other hand, Yara was like a fierce lioness. Watching Calliope try to outmaneuver her would be interesting.

After their meal, Calliope swung by the Myers Manor. She chatted briefly with Damien and the others, made some arrangements, then changed into an elegant evening gown and applied a touch of makeup

Uriah also swapped his casual attire for something more formal before picking her

up. When Calliope emerged, he was a bit amazed.

"Let's go," she said as she entered the car.

Uriah glanced at her. "I thought you'd dress to the nines, at least enough to outshine Yara."

“Isn't this enough to outshine her?" Calliope looked down at her gown.

"It is," Uriah admitted after a moment.

When they arrived at Yara's mansion, the place was bustling with activity. Luxury cars lined the driveway, and the sound of laughter and clinking glasses spilled out from within, promising an evening full of intrigue.