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Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 354

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“You said that you've loved me for decades, did you not?” Kallum asked.

With a smile, Calista looked at him, her expression somewhat mysterious. “So... what would you like to know?”

Recalling the sudden change in Calista's temperament two years ago, and her desire to dissolve their engagement, Kallum found himself asking a question that had haunted him. He knew it was potentially self-destructive, but he couldn't suppress his desire to know. “If you've had feelings for me for such a long time, what exactly made you suddenly fall out of love with me?”

In that fleeting moment, the sparkler in Calista's hand extinguished. As the light vanished, Kallum snapped back to reality, regretting that he had actually asked the question.

The moonlight cast upon Calista's face, lending her smile a particularly chilling appearance. Discarding the now-cold fireworks from her hand, Calista extended her hand toward Kallum. “If you're so curious, then allow me to take you to one last place.”

Kallum grasped her hand, and in that instant, she revealed a somewhat crazed smile. “Are you ready to venture into another world?” she asked.

In the bustling Horington, could there possibly be another world?

Indeed, there was.

Once the heart of activity in this seaside metropolis, Azure Bay Pier had been the most vibrant area. The colorful lights illuminating the buildings on both shores made it the most beautiful nightscape in Chanaea. Every evening, throngs of people flocked there to take boat rides and admire the stunning view, turning the area into a major revenue generator for the city. The hot cocoa Calista bought earlier was priced at an extravagant eighty-eight a cup, a clear sign of the area's prosperity.

The place they found themselves in was the last vestige of the old town district, a unique area where geological constraints prevented the construction of towering skyscrapers. The absence of convenient transportation and proximity to water had left it neglected during the city's renovation, causing it to become synonymous with dilapidation and disorder.

Property prices here were a stark contrast to those of Azure Bay, standing out like a blemish on the luxurious hem of Horington.

Kallum's memories of this place were filled with images of rarely frequented streets. Yet, upon arriving, he was taken aback to find the old town district even livelier than the newly bustling Azure Bay. Shops on both sides of the street were wide open, and people flooded the flea market, strolling through the vibrant scene. Countless children weaved through the crowd, while the continuous shouts of vendors echoed around them.

Calista went to buy another cup of hot cocoa, and this time it cost her only a fraction of the price. Handing it to Kallum, she asked, “Can you taste any difference?”

Kallum took a sip but immediately spat it out, the stark contrast between the taste of fake cocoa and real cocoa was unmistakable. Despite his disapproving look, Calista happily bit onto the straw and pulled him toward the most crowded area. Ahead of them stood the largest amusement park in the old town district, buzzing with life on a grand celebration day, as children ran wild with excitement.

“Shall we play a telepathy game?” Calista's enthusiasm was palpable, even more pronounced than during the day. Despite the surrounding noise, Kallum could clearly hear the joy in her voice.

“I wouldn't lie to you.” Calista replied with a mysterious smile, gradually stepping back before finally running off.

Amidst the bustling crowd, Kallum lost sight of her in an instant. However, this didn't deter him. On the surface, they appeared alone, but for safety reasons, many people were hidden around them for protection, unbeknownst to Calista.

Kallum made a call, instructing, “Stay close to her, protect her, and once she settles, let us know her location.”

The voice on the other end of the phone was cold and ruthless, belonging to Quintus. “Understood.”

Kallum held his phone, a smile playing on his lips. He believed in telepathy and in his ability to find her based purely on intuition. But what he craved was certainty, a guarantee. Even if destiny wasn't on his side, he was determined to create his own!

Callie, tonight you're mine!

However, Kallum was unfamiliar with the local customs. In the old town district, a unique Christmas Eve tradition existed. Three hours before midnight, the power would go out on the hour, every hour. During those five minutes of darkness, the sky would ignite with magnificent fireworks, creating a spectacular display seen only within the old town walls.

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