Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 256

“Even at this point, you're still playing these little games. I'm not sure whether to call you clever or shameless. Like mother, like daughter, I suppose?”

After finishing her statement, Calista disregarded the ugly expression on Quincy's face and turned to leave.

A moment later, the frantic shouts of Quincy echoed from behind.

“Ahhh! Calista! You'll meet a terrible end! You're surely destined for a dreadful fate!”

Calista snorted dismissively. She was uncertain about her own fate, but one thing was clear - the current Quincy was now at her mercy, like a toy in her hand.

After taking down Harvey, Calista enjoyed a few comfortable days at home. A month flew by in the blink of an eye, and it was time for Kallum to step out and meet people again.

“Have you heard? The Fairchild family is holding a banquet to celebrate Mr. Kallum's recovery from a severe illness!”

A reporter inquired to a colleague, “Did you get an invite? This time, Mr. Kallum is determined to prove his health, so he's bound to invite some reporters!”

The other person chuckled and replied, “Let's not kid ourselves. The ones who will get to interview him are definitely some big shots!”

“That's such a shame. No reporter has ever managed to get inside Fairchild Manor. I'd love to see what a top tycoon's mansion looks like.”

On the day of the banquet, Fairchild Manor was flooded with guests. Unlike the previous family banquet, they had only invited those close to them this time. The turnout was large, with people from all walks of life. They had even extended an invitation to their rivals.

After all, the banquet was held to demonstrate Kallum's well-being. Inviting them now was better than dealing with their behind-the-scenes manipulations later.

“Do I look good in this?”

If this were the past, Kallum would never have asked such a question. But now, even though he was sick, his outlook was broader than before. If the old him could be likened to a diamond, with absolute hardness and heat, then the current him was like the sunshine, radiating a brilliant light from within. The silver-blue suit he wore suited him perfectly, enhancing his upright and handsome appearance.

“You do.”

It seemed as if Calista had returned to her previous lifestyle, spending her days studying and taking care of Kallum's health. After responding half-heartedly, she asked seriously, “Does the stiffness in your joints intensify when you move? Does it hurt more?”

She couldn't help but ask that after seeing Kaiser struggling with his buttons.

After all, he was no saint. If it weren't for his affection toward Calista and she wasn't the one who killed Sterling, he would never have let this matter slide so easily.

Calista pursed her lips, reaffirming once again, “I will definitely cure you, even without Sterling.”

“I believe in you.” Then, Kallum reached out to take Calista's hand, a smile on his face as he asked, “Shall we go?”

There was a tough battle yet to be fought at the banquet later!

The decor was exquisitely lavish, with beautiful music playing in the background. Small groups of immaculately dressed people were engaged in conversation, all of them brimming with intense curiosity about Kallum.

A month had already passed, and essentially, it was safe to dismiss the death alert that hung over Kallum. Most people believed that Kallum had truly become that one-in-a-hundred lucky individual. Therefore, the mood during this visit was much more relaxed than the last time.

“Recently, the Fairchild family has been making some big moves. The Wolford family has disbanded, and I heard that Harvey's brother withdrew his investment. He was so upset that he fell ill. After the split, Harvey had no choice but to sell off his ancestral property. Almost overnight, he had completely fallen from grace.”

Someone lamented, “Indeed, it was the Wolford family's own fault for overestimating their capabilities and daring to challenge the Fairchild family! Kallum is far from being someone reluctant to get his hands dirty.”