Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 162 All Hail Queen Calista

Meanwhile, at the Fairchild's residence, Quintus, brimming with excitement, reported on what Calista did in

school.

His admiration for Calista intensified after he finished recounting the entire incident. "Mr. Kallum, You really

should check out the school forum. Even though Ms. Calista keeps a low profile, she's unavoidably beca

celebrity on campus! She has gained quite a number of admirers, and her popularity is through the roof!" Kallum

had just finished reading a document when he heard the news. Without hesitation, he logged into Calista's

campus network, and the first post that popped up was about her.

In addition to discussing today's incident, the original poster also shared another post highlighting how Calista

had pushed Mirabelle to utter frustration.

The post read: Unmasking Fake Apologies: Exposing Pretentious Behavior

The post included pictures as evidence, each accompanied by captions perfectly capturing the scene. They

illustrated how Calista powerfully counterattacked step by step and withstood the pressure of public opinion in

the end. They depicted how she pushed Mirabelle to the brink with just a banknote.

As Kallum observed, his lips curled up slightly, reflecting the resentment and frustration Mirabelle must have felt

at that tjust by looking at the images. Moreover, the Yost family had the sensibility to eventually send

Mirabelle to prison without resorting to any underhanded tactics.

"How's Mirabelle?" Kallum asked casually, his feelings toward the woman, who had deceived him for nine years

and still sought to harm Calista, nothing but disgust.

Quintus replied, "The Yost family spent a hefty sum to ensure Mirabelle has a cell to herself. They've also made

arrangements to make her stay more comfortable. She shouldn't be all right."

Nonetheless, there was no way for Mirabelle to completely evade hardship. After all, any kind of unexpected

incident could occur behind bars.

Kallum gave a slight nod, his attention primarily focused on the comments that followed: Queen Calista is just

too cool! | want her to be the mother to my children!

This comment garnered the most upvotes, and regardless of gender, a multitude of people liked and replied to it,

reflecting the fervor of fans chasing after their favorite celebrities.

The corners of Kallum's mouth suddenly tightened.

A commenter, with the emoji of starry-eyed admiration, wrote: | was right there! Queen Calista's aura was simply

unparalleled! When she got closer to me, | didn't even dare to breathe! | wish I could just lick her feet! Someone

else responded: You're disgusting. But... | guess you're not alone who feels this way...

Another person wrote: You guys are such perverts. | won't stoop to licking Queen Calista's feet just because she

has an icy cold voice, a sharp gaze, and a striking smile. That's coz I'm already on my knees worshipping her!

A comment followed suit: A bunch of dirty-minded men. What makes you think you're worthy of Queen Calista?

She's for the ladies, hands down. Oh God! I think I've gone lesbian for her!

A netizen wrote: You people are such pervs. | was simply admiring her, appreciating her inner beauty by staring

through her clothes...

Imaginations ran wild, each one more outrageous than the last, causing Kallum's face to darken progressively.

How dare these people fantasize about my woman?

Kallum quickly signed up for an account!

He furiously pounded on the keyboard and typed out a message: Calista is mine. You can admire her all you

want, but don't you dare harbor any thoughts or make any moves on her. | mean what | said, and there will be

dire consequences if you don't heed my warning! The bustling forum quieted for a moment before exploding into

another round of commotion.

A netizen retaliated: Callie's Man? Who is he? He's got snerve to call Queen Calista his woman. Has he no

shame?

Someone else echoed: What's with that expression? Acting all high and mighty like soverbearing CEO.

What's your game? Have you been daydreaming so much that you actually believe you're above us all?

Another person chided: Outrageous! How dare he call himself Callie's man? | should call myself Callie's Woman

too!

Kallum erupted with rage, astounded by the audacity of these people! Calista is clearly mine. How could they

shamelessly claim her as their own?

Quintus sweated bullets as he

watched from the side. To divert

attention, he quickly flipped to another post on his tablet and handed it over, ingratiatingly saying, "Mr. Kallum,

don't bother with those ignorant students. Look, this is today's post. Ms. Calista is really popular!"

Kallum began to feel it was pointless to argue with them. He swallowed his anger, tossed the notebook aside,

and took a look at the tablet.

The title of the post read: The Stepmother and Sister Duo's Embarrassment: Witness Queen Calista's Triumph

Initially, Kallum was engrossed in

the images and subtitles. His

expression gradually settled into

calmness, finally giving way to a hint

of a smile, He watched how Calista

comered Bengdict Dati he Was at a

Idss(for'words, and how she drove

Quincy out of school. Feeling proud,

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he couldn't help but acknowledge

how formidable Calista was, clearly

outshining all other women who

paled in comparison. How can | let

her deal with such atrocities by

herself? | must recover as soon as

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possible. It's tforto shine.

Kallum couldn't stop smirking as he scrolled through the comments.

One of the comments wrote: I'm off to warm up the bed for Queen Calista now. Bye!

Another person added: I'm off to give Queen Calista a leg massage. See you!

The next comment followed suit: And

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I'm going to make Queen Calista.

ssoup. She hated Joly day.

IFRaginatiar ran wild when someone

wrote: | want to dress Queen Calista.

She has such an exceptional figure...

The final comment appeared under the post: | don't need anything. | just want Queen Calista to carry my

children!

With a loud smack, Kallum abruptly

closed his tablet on his lap, hoping to

turn a blind eye to the things he read.

Yet, he refused to back down. Gritting

his teeth in frustration, he rapidly

typed out another parégrah”

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determined set the record straight:

Queen Calista is mine, and mine

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alone! I'm the one who warms her

bed every day, and she even

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massages my legs sometimes. I'm

learning how to make soup just for

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her. Plus, she doesn't mind changing

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her clothes in front of me. And let's

not forget, she can only have kids

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