Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 308

“Enough,” Calista declared sharply, waving her hand in a dismissive gesture as she sat elegantly on the couch, her legs crossed and her tone frosty. “I'm not interested in observing how you discipline your child. Jason and Quincy conspired against me. Were it not for Kallum's timely intervention, and frankly, a good dose of luck, I would have lost it all. Even if I had managed to survive, my reputation would be in shreds, my marriage would be in jeopardy, and let's not forget...”

Her voice trailed off as she sported a mischievous grin and gently patted her stomach, “Have you all forgotten? I am carrying a child, you know.”

Titus was visibly taken aback by her revelation. Had Calista not mentioned it, he might have completely overlooked such a crucial detail!

Kallum, with a slight lift of his chin, looked disdainfully upon them. “Had it not been for my swift action in catching Callie, she would've hit the ground, and we would've lost this child. This positions Jason as the culprit in an attempted murder against the future heir of my family! And you dare to dismiss this with a mere punishment?”

Titus' forehead was slick with sweat that seemed never to stop. The Wendells, relying on the business ties between their families and a general disregard for the sanctity of a woman's life, didn't deem ruining a woman's life a significant transgression. But an attempt on the heir of the Fairchild family? That was a grievous misstep..

At that moment, Jason burst out laughing. “Ha! A child? Kallum, you think you can fool anyone with that line, like my idiot father?”

He squinted maliciously at Calista. “Ms. Stafford's a virgin, isn't she? Even if not, she's hardly been involved in adult matters. You claim she's pregnant? That's utterly absurd. Is she pregnant on her first try?”

Dealing with Jason, a notorious womanizer, had its pitfalls. Seeing Calista enter that secret room, utterly unfazed by the scandalous sights within, he was convinced of her naivety. The notion of her being pregnant seemed utterly preposterous to him.

He couldn't resist taunting Kallum further. “But Kallum, are you impotent? Such a beautiful woman and you could resist not making a move?”

Kallum's face turned terrifying in an instant, his anger palpable.

“Shut up!” Titus, seeing Kallum's reaction, lost his patience. Whether Calista was actually pregnant was beside the point. The Fairchild family had declared the existence of a child, and that fact alone complicated things significantly.

“Mr. Kallum, as you can see, my son is a complete idiot! I implore you not to stoop to his level. Whatever happened this time, our family will take full responsibility. I-I am prepared to offer Neptune Residences in Horington as compensation—”

“Enough!” Kallum cut him off abruptly, his face tight with anger. “We don't need your money. He tried to harm my child; shouldn't his life be the price?”

Kallum's statement hung in the air like a death sentence for Jason, who was oblivious, one moment admiring the room's décor, the next gazing at Calista, naively believing that Titus could smooth things over.

Titus' hand clenched and then relaxed before he pleaded, “Mr. Kallum, must it really come to this?”

With a cold chuckle, Kallum gestured. Instantly, Quintus stepped forward with an iron rod. “Do you want to do this yourself, or shall my men assist you?”

Upon hearing this, Jason leapt up. “Kallum! We live under the rule of law now, how can you treat me like this? This is lynching! I'll report you!”

Before he could finish, Titus suddenly picked up the iron rod and, with a brutal swing, struck him. With a crisp crack, Jason fell to his knees, clutching his leg and wailing in agony.

“Dad! W-Why did you hit me? Calista is fine!”

“Insolent fool!” Titus inhaled deeply, his hands trembling, yet when he glanced at Kallum, his gaze was as icy as ever.

Kallum was not Silas. While Silas was a man who was swift and decisive, yet possessed many friends, influenced by the teachings of the former head of their family, Kallum was decidedly different.