Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 310

“Calista Stafford!” In a surge of anger, Jason attempted to lunge at Calista's throat, his hands aiming for a violent grasp.

However, his movement was swiftly intercepted by Kallum, who had been cautiously observing from the sidelines. Kallum grabbed Jason's wrist in a firm grip, and with a quick twist, dislocated it, causing Jason's arm to hang limply as he screamed in agony.

Calista, standing up with a composed smile, said, “All right, let's not break his other leg. I've released my frustration with those two hits. Let's not cause him any further suffering.”

Let's not cause him any further suffering?

Jason clenched his jaw, his face flushing red with the pain and humiliation, unable to retaliate. Meanwhile, Titus exhaled a sigh of relief, gesturing for the housekeepers to bring a stretcher to carry Jason away.

“Mr. Kallum, Ms. Stafford,” Titus addressed them with a newfound respect that had been absent when he first arrived. The mixture of Kallum's assertive pressure and Calista's calculated measures had earned his gratitude, far beyond what he expected from young individuals.

“Since Ms. Stafford has graciously decided to spare this brat further punishment, that's one less concern for me,” Titus spoke earnestly to Kallum, his tone now ingratiating. “I hope we can put this matter behind us, and it won't affect the relationship between our families.”

Reluctantly, Kallum replied, “Fine, we'll let it slide this time, but keep a close eye on him. Should there be a next time, it won't merely involve broken bones.”

“Absolutely, there won't be a next time, there definitely won't be!” Titus assured, eager to end the ordeal.

After the incident, Calista relaxed onto Kallum's lap, a hint of pride in her voice as if boasting about her cunning. “Do you know? I just used a little medical trick on Jason. He was truly in pain, but the more he suffered, the happier I felt!”

Kallum, after hearing Jason's cries, felt his anger chip away ever so slightly. He tapped Calista's head solemnly. “Let's leave that behind us now. But tell me, how could you just jump down like that day? And how did you know one of the walls was fake?”

Calista wore a hesitant look. “Because... that room was originally Harvey's study. When it was transformed into a secret room, I guessed that one of the walls was a facade covering the floor-to-ceiling windows with a soundproof wall.”

Kallum's violet eyes narrowed, his voice carrying a hint of intrigue. “When did you visit Harvey's mansion in Horington?”

The atmosphere chilled slightly. Calista, typically forthright, chose to remain silent rather than continue the deception.

His tone softened, his gaze tender yet tinged with a hint of sadness, “You contracted the K Virus because of me. I failed to protect you. You truly are a terrifying person, too harsh on yourself. And me? I can't help but be drawn to this fearsome aspect of you. How could I resist when you appeared before me so compellingly, forcing me to fall in love with you?”

Calista felt his gaze intensifying, a fluttering sensation stirring within her, realizing she quite liked this feeling.

“I'm not very good at expressing love,” Kallum added with another chuckle, lightening the mood once more as he looked at her, his eyes sparkling again. “All you need to know is that every word I've said is true.”

Calista pursed her lips. “I think you're already quite skilled at sweet talk.”

Kallum burst into laughter, then his expression turned serious. “By the way, what are you planning to do with Quincy? Now that she's in jail, things have become easier.”

Calista narrowed her eyes, clearly intrigued by the question, but ultimately, she just shook her head.