So, she put her trust in Ss. He had once said he owed her a life. And that meant, if she ever needed something, she could ask him for anything. It was a secret known only to the two of them.


    So, after her rebirth, she went straight to him. "I need your help."-


    Then, sheid out her n.


    Since Gideon wouldn''t marry her, and canceling the wedding was not an option, she would marry someone even more remarkable!


    Ss agreed. He even persuaded Eamon on her behalf.


    Eamon had always doted on her, and this wedding had been something she insisted upon. But now, instead of marrying Gideon, she had chosen Ss.


    Ss didn''t object, so neither did Eamon.


    "Are you sure about this?" Ss stood, his tailored suit entuating his imposing six-foot-three frame, broad shoulders, and narrow waist. Even standing still, he exuded an air of power.


    "Yes." Calliope nodded.


    Truthfully, she was nervous.


    She had saved Ss''s life once- that was the debt he spoke of. But Ss was no ordinary man. He was both respected and feared, the formidable head of the Baker family, managing an entire business empire. In all of Capitalton, no one dared to cross him.


    When she first proposed that he be her groom, she hadn''t expected him to agree. And yet, not only did he ept, he arranged everything with Eamon.


    After all, he was still Gideon''s uncle.


    This wedding, meant to bind her to Gideon, had now transformed into a marriage with him. It would be a scandal.


    But Ss had assured her it didn''t matter. No one would dare speak against him.


    Ss walked over to her and extended his arm."Let''s go."


    Arm in arm, they walked to the entrance of the banquet hall.


    The staff worked quickly; the photos of her and Gideon at the entrance had already been reced with ones of her and Ss.


    She had originally suggested they simply Photoshop a few. But Ss had insisted on taking real wedding photos with her.


    And now, they wereing in handy.


    Inside, the guests remained unaware of the change.


    Monty, who was meant to escort Calliope down the aisle, turned and froze.


    Ss stood beside her, dressed unmistakably as the groom.


    "Mr. Myers?" His voice wavered in shock. "What are you doing here?"


    "The groom is supposed to be here," Calliope replied, her chin held high. "You don''t need to walk me in; we''ll manage just fine."


    "Calliope, what kind of game are you ying? Where''s Gideon?"


    "You must be mistaken. I''m marrying Ss. What does this have to do with Gideon?"


    Monty looked bewildered.


    "If you don''t believe me," Calliope gestured, "look over there."


    He followed her gaze to a poster beside them- Ss stood tall in a crisp tuxedo, his name elegantly scripted next to Calliope''s.


    Monty rushed forward, as if needing to confirm reality itself. He stared at the poster. Then back at Ss. Then at the poster again....


    At that moment, Lisette stepped out. When she saw Calliope holding Ss''s arm, her eyes narrowed, but she quickly masked her emotions.


    "Calliope, is Gideon not back yet?"


    She tilted her head, feigning concern. "What are you going to do about the wedding? You can''t possibly go through with it alone.


    If you do, you''ll be the talk of the town. I mean, who''s ever heard of a wedding without a groom?


    Gideon''s nothing special, you know. He''s run off with his true love. So... what now?"