Her Rebirth of Retribution

Her attitude was aggressive, but Kallum merely smirked and asked her in return, "And who do you think you are, what right do you have to order me around?" Calista suddenly became silent.

Indeed...what right did she have?

Seeing Calista had suddenly gone quiet, Kallum started to regret what he said...he had not come here to pick a fight with her.

So he softened his tone and said awkwardly, "Get in, we haven't cleared up everything between us."

"What else isn't clear yet?" Calista asked coldly.

"EVERYTHING!"

Calista scoffed - she wanted to hear what he still had to say.

She walked over to the other side, opened the door and sat in the front passenger seat. With a cold expression she said, "Ok spit it out. What do you want?"

Kallum felt that this was not a good place to talk, so he stepped on the accelerator and headed for his own residence in the city area, and took the time to clear the messy thoughts inside his head.

Calista didn't say anything. Given how much Kallum disliked her, she wasn't afraid that he'd do anything to her.

The car sped into Havenrock Island that was in the middle of Horington - the little island spanning merely 20,000 square feet belonged to the Fairchilds, and besides the Fairchild Manor outside the city center, Kallum normally lived on Havenrock Island. There was only one road leading in and out of the island, and there was only one bungalow on it.

By the time the large metal gates opened, Calista's emotions had calmed down. She didn't know why, but every time she looked at Kallum, she would lose control of her emotions and she hated this feeling.

After getting out of the car, the servants quietly took their leave. Calista looked at the light reflected in the lake not far from the house and asked coldly, "Can we talk now? What did you discover? And what do you want to do?"

Kallum shot her a glance and asked a completely unrelated question instead. "Who were you with in the motel just now?"

Calista stared back at him strangely, "What has that got to do with you?"

Kallum's eyebrow twitched at this, "Do you really have to talk to me like this?"

He frowned, "If I wasn't sure that you really are Calista, I'd have thought someone swapped bodies with you!"

Calista's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She looked back at the lake and replied coldly, "Don't talk as if you know me very well...if you don't get to the point, then I must get going."

"Wait!" Kallum called out after her when he saw her turn to leave. Now Calista was like a cactus, full of thorns and on full defense mode - the old Calista was more adorable.

"I went to investigate the things you mentioned earlier today. But it's been too long, so nothing turned up."

"Oh." Calista didn't care. After today, it didn't matter who Kallum liked and who he disliked.

Her apathetic reaction made Kallum suddenly feel a discomfort in his heart. She used to like him so much, but now she didn't seem to care whether he existed or not - was she too heartbroken to feel anything? He suddenly said, "But I thought about it, even so, I shouldn't have treated you like that. So I'd like to make it up to you tell me what you want."

The details of what happened in the past remained unclear, but from the moment when Calista kissed him earlier, the look in her eyes made it unlikely for him to hate her like before.

That look in her eyes was unforgettable, and the empty feeling in his heart made him think of compensating her.

Calista looked at him curiously. Given the power and wealth of the Fairchilds, compensation to be offered must be very generous...

She smiled, "Can you tell me what you're going to do about Mirabelle?"

In her previous life, Kallum did anything that Mirabelle asked for.

Mirabelle is a very good actor, Kallum probably feels something for her too. When the time comes for him to get married, his first choice will be Mirabelle, thought Calista. but she died before this came to pass. Kallum frowned when he heard Mirabelle's name. Even though there was no conclusion to the matter yet, somehow he didn't like hearing any mention of her. "I'll interrogate her when she's back." Calista laughed. "If Mirabelle were willing to admit to this, she wouldn't have done this in the first place."

Kallum remained silent.

Without any concrete evidence, nine out of ten people would believe Mirabelle - that was how successfully she had built up her image and reputation.

Calista didn't want to have anything to do with Mirabelle anymore, but for him, she felt that she had to tear that mask off Mirabelle's face. "There's another way to find out what sort of person Mirabelle really is." "How?" Kallum asked seriously.

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Calista narrowed her eyes, "She's on tour now, right? From what I know, the dance that shot her to fame is called "Waterfront Serenade", and the idea for that dance was stolen from a dancer named Xandra Summers. It's easy to investigate this because Xandra is always by her side. She poisoned him so he can't speak anymore. Once you investigate this matter properly, you will know what sort of person Mirabelle is. Also, bring Xandra to see me."

Kallum started to think, if everything Calista said was true, then the image that Mirabelle had built up for so long of being pure and kind would collapse in an instant. "Why? Can't bear to? Or you think I'm spouting nonsense? Mirabelle didn't plagiarize and didn't poison others?" Calista asked mockingly.

"That's not it." Kallum stuck his chin

out slightly as he glared back at Calista, "I just find it strange. If you have so many people's weaknesses in your hands, why do you wait till now to say it? Last night you said you heard those two men confess how they committed their crimes, who are you trying to fool? Calista, what else are you hiding?"

Calista pursed her lips, realizing she had been too hasty. She only wanted to expose Mirabelle's dirty deeds, but did not expect Kallum to suspect her. "You just need to agree to do this. Don't ask so much!" Kallum could see she was putting on a strong front and snorted. "And this attitude of yours...before what happened last night, you still looked at me with love. But now you seem to look at me with...disdain?" He did agree that he had gone too far the night before, but it couldn't be that she had forgotten all her love for him, right?

He was sharper than she thought!

Calista pulled the jacket around her higher up to cover more of her head. "You're asking too many questions Mr. Kallum, I'm very tired. Either you arrange for me to sleep in a room here, or send me back to the city center."

Kallum was still glaring at her, but since she was tired, he let it go and said, "I will go and check what you said, but as I said earlier, you can ask one thing of me, and you haven't told me what you want yet." Calista laughed in a low voice.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Her laughter contained indescribable sorrow pain, but after listening closely, it was filled with only loneliness. "I want to be your wife..."

Kallum got a shock!

"Was that what you wanted to hear?" Calista looked at him, her expression difficult to read. "Since when did you care about what I want? That I don't stick to you anymore makes you interested in me?" Kallum scoffed and laughed as he replied casually, "And so what if that's the case? Your personality now is way more interesting than before."