The video call was already connected, and there was nothing Valerian and his brothers could do to stop it. They looked at Calliope with expressions that could sour milk, ring daggers at her.


    If she dared to embarrass Lisette this time, they were done with her-no more second chances.


    K picked up the call almost immediately.


    Calliope, using a bit of tech-savvy magic, projected the video onto the big screen behind them. The room fell into silence as K''s face appeared on the screen.


    "It''s K!"


    "Oh my gosh, Calliope knows K, and she can just call him like it''s no big deal!"


    "So, it means the dress Lisette was wearing was Calliope''s, and Lisette was pretending to be Calliope?" "That''s kind of harsh, don''t you think?"


    "I get wanting to be in the spotlight, but riding on someone else''s coattails is just not cool."


    "Lisette wasn''t like this before... Is there more to this than meets the eye?"


    Everyone exchanged puzzled nces, trying to make sense of the situation.


    Meanwhile, K was beaming from ear to ear upon seeing Calliope.


    "Callie, did you miss me or something, calling me out of the blue? Every time I try to reach you, you''re always too busy. But hey, finally got you now!"


    "Whoa, you''re finally wearing one of my dresses? Wait a second, this isn''t one of the ones I gave you. It looks like a piece Mr. Myers asked me to make."


    "Ah, whatever, what matters is you''re wearing it! You look stunning, as always, my muse!"


    K chuckled from the other end. "When are you going to model for me?"


    "Not sure I have the time right now, but I called you for a reason."


    Calliope shifted the camera toward Lisette.


    Lisette stood there, looking like a deer caught in the headlights. Calliope asked, "K, did you design this dress?"


    "Of course, this is the one I designed for you, right?" K frowned, puzzled. "Why aren''t you wearing it? Who is this woman? It doesn''t suit her. The waist is way too loose. It makes my dress look awful!""


    Calliope calmly exined, "She wanted the dress, so I lent it to her. But she''s been iming she''s your savior."


    "Savior?" K snorted, amused. "I don''t even know her!"


    "See?" Calliope smirked, addressing everyone in the room. "K doesn''t know her."


    "Oh, and Lisette, didn''t you say you saved K?" She turned to Lisette, "Why don''t you catch up with him?" "Calliope, enough!" Ulysses was practically fuming. "Do you have to humiliate Lisette? So, what if you know K, or if you helped him? Big deal!"


    After confirming everything, Calliope said a quick goodbye to K and ended the call.


    She pocketed her phone and looked at Ulysses with a cold demeanor. "It''s not about impressing anyone. But I''m not fond of Lisette''s habit of stealing credit."


    "Once, twice, three times, four..."


    Calliope gave Lisette a wry smile, "What''s next? nning to take credit for everything I do for the rest of your life? I''ve seen shameless, but you''re on a whole new level."


    "Speak for yourself!" Ulysses shot back, seething.


    "When did Lisette ever steal your credit?" Valerian chimed in angrily. "Are you delusional?"


    "Valerian, have you forgotten who saved your life?" Calliope fixed him with a steady gaze. "Three years ago, that car crash, remember? Without me, you''d be ashes in the wind." .