Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 304

The others were clearly displeased with his answer and were about to say more when a gun suddenly pointed at them.

“We're all here to have fun, right? You don't want to ruin the mood, do you?” Jason asked with a crazed smile.

Being inexplicably held at gunpoint, the bodyguards of the others quickly drew their weapons.

“Mr. Jason, what is the meaning of this?” Most of their faces turned unpleasant from fright. They had come here because it was supposed to be safe and out of respect for Jason, but this madman dared to point a gun at them?

Seeing that Jason's irrationality was about to cause an internal conflict, Quincy quickly intervened with a smile, “You've misunderstood. Mr. Jason is inviting you all to join in a game!”

Quincy took the gun from Jason and glanced at Calista, who was on the other side.

She scoffed, “Didn't you hear what Mr. Jason said? Since Calista won't cooperate willingly, let's play with her! From now on, we'll play a game of shooting the beauty. Whoever hits Calista's leg gets a prize—like being the first to kiss Mr. Kallum's woman!”

Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't dare to be so bold, but everyone here, except Quincy and Calista, had taken some drugs. Things they wouldn't normally dare to do or even think about doing were now becoming temptations under the influence of their desires.

Jason didn't react when Quincy took the gun from him, indicating he might genuinely want to play. So, the previous tension quickly dissipated. After all, it wasn't them who had been shot for protecting Calista earlier.

“Really? We get a chance too?” They had initially thought Jason had claimed Calista for himself.

“Of course, everyone who comes here is a friend. We can share anything and everything,” Quincy reassured them smoothly.

The shock from seeing blood quickly faded, and some started to eye Calista with lustful expressions.

The man nearest to Quincy took the gun from her with a grin, rubbing his fat chin. “Mr. Kallum's woman? That's something we wouldn't dare even think about outside. But is it safe here?”

“It's safe!” Quincy guaranteed. “Even if Kallum didn't leave with that woman and insists on finding Calista, my people will 'confess under duress' and 'be forced' to tell him Calista's whereabouts... In any case, Kallum will leave soon. And playing with his woman right under his nose. Doesn't that sound thrilling?”

Quincy's words were like adding fuel to the fire, making everyone eager to join in.

Calista took a deep breath. She was grateful for the numerous sofas and beds here.

She also had to thank Quincy for resenting her too much. From the start, Quincy never intended to kill her. Instead, she wanted to capture her and make her life a living hell.

Nevertheless, he tossed the gun to his bodyguard beside him. “I'm too drunk to shoot straight. You do it. Just don't hit anything vital. I don't want a dead plaything.”

The bodyguard hesitated but then aimed in the direction where Calista was hiding. Amidst the thick smoke, some were putting out the fire, while Calista took cover behind tables and chairs. The dim lighting should have been the perfect disguise, but unfortunately, the room wasn't big enough, and any movement she made would give her away!

With a loud “bang,” Calista was forced back by a bullet as soon as she peeked out. Unlike Jason and his drugged companions, a trained bodyguard wouldn't miss.

“Come out. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape.”

Quincy pressed a ventilation button, and the smoke quickly dispersed. The people fighting the fire had to use water, taking considerable effort since there were no fire extinguishers and they couldn't leave the room.

On the other side, hearing Kallum's threat to break his fingers, Norman finally broke into a cold sweat and confessed.

“She was taken away! Ms. Wolford took her!”

Kallum raised his hand, signaling his men to stop. The ones searching for the secret room returned disappointed. “Sir, this building's design is very strange. It can't be measured using conventional architecture. We know there's a secret room, but we can't determine which floor it's on.”