As Calvin and Christina were about to rejoin the dinner, Beatrice and Giana suddenly approached them. Beatrice, with a haughty expression, eyed Calvin disdainfully. "Calvin," she began, her voice dripping with condescension, "it's clear that there is nothing more to discuss between you and Alana. It's time to let it go."Giana, standing beside her sister, nodded in agreement. "Sis, what are you thinking?" she scoffed, turning to Alana. "You want to go back to this loser? You threw away the CEO of a major hospital for this unclear, unemployed man. He plays rich with other people's money from his fake healings. It's all clear as day."Beatrice seized Alana's arm, pulling her closer. "I won't let you go back to this failure," she declared, her eyes flashing with determination. "You're better than this, Alana. He’s a nobody, riding on the coattails of false promises and empty claims."Christina stood by Calvin’s side, her expression a mix of anger and disbelief at the barrage of insults.

Calvin took a deep breath, his gaze steady as he faced the agitated woman. "I am more than willing to accompany you to your home and attend to your child personally," he said, his voice calm and sincere. "Let me prove to you that I can help."The woman’s eyes flashed with anger and distrust. "No! I don't want to see you ever again. I don't want a fraud like you near my child. I'd rather find a real doctor, someone who actually graduated from medical school."Her words stung, but Calvin remained composed. "I understand your concern. My only intention is to help."But the woman had already turned away, her resolve unshaken. She hurriedly exited the gala, her footsteps echoing in the hushed hall as she left to seek proper medical attention for her child.The murmur of whispers grew louder among the guests. Faces turned toward Calvin, eyes filled with doubt and suspicion. The elegant ambiance of the gala was now tainted with unease and mistrust."Did you hear that? Calvin Hudson must be a

Calvin carefully carried Lizzie up the stairs, his heart heavy with worry. The dimly lit hallway seemed longer than usual, every shadow and creak amplifying his anxiety. He nudged open the door to her room with his shoulder, stepping inside as softly as he could. The room was a serene sanctuary, filled with pastel colors and soft, comforting textures. He gently laid her down on her bed, her limp form almost weightless in his arms. The familiar scent of lavender from her pillow mixed with the faint hint of vanilla from the candles she always lit.Tucking her under the covers, Calvin took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. The sight of her lying there, so vulnerable and still, made his chest tighten with a mix of protectiveness and fear. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the pendant, its cold, unremarkable surface belying the strange power it had exhibited earlier. The room’s soft light did nothing to reveal its secrets; the stone remained inert, the glow gone as if it

Miranda looked thoughtful as she sipped her coffee, her eyes distant as she recalled the stories her mother used to tell. "During the time the pendant was with me, I never experienced anything unusual. But my mother did say it was a family heirloom, passed down through generations."Calvin leaned in, his curiosity piqued. "Did she ever mention anything specific about its powers? Anything that might explain what happened to Lizzie last night?"Miranda nodded slowly, as if piecing together fragments of long-forgotten memories. "Yes, she did. According to my mother, the pendant was said to possess unique abilities. It was believed to have protective properties, but also... other powers that were more mysterious. She mentioned that in ancient times, the pendant was thought to grant its wearer the ability to see beyond the ordinary, to perceive things hidden from normal sight."Calvin's mind raced as he processed this information. "Did your mother ever describe any specific incidents or ex

As they sat at the table, immersed in their research, the soft sound of footsteps approached. James Dew, Miranda's husband, entered the room with a warm smile, his demeanor exuding a quiet confidence and calmness that immediately lightened the tense atmosphere."Calvin, good to see you again," James greeted, his voice carrying a comforting tone that made Calvin feel instantly welcome.Calvin looked up, offering a grateful nod. "Good to see you too, James. Thanks for having me over."Miranda looked up at her husband and began to explain, her voice carrying a mix of urgency and excitement. "Calvin found something at the city library. It might be a lead on the pendant."Calvin nodded, eagerly holding up his notes for James to see. "There's a mention of a legendary artifact called the Emerald of Elys, and it seems to match the description of the pendant. We're trying to piece together more information about its origins and potential powers."James sighed, rubbing his temples as he absorbe