Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 228 Who Could Have Possibly Caught His Eye Calista, checking the time, turned to Benedict with a nod. "All right, you can head on to the banquet hall first. I'll join you there shortly with Kallum." Benedict's face brightened with a look of sincere admiration, his smile softening the lines of his somewhat ruggedly handsfeatures.

"You seem to be on much better terms with Mr. Kallum now. Indeed, it might have been better had you two been siblings from the start. It would have spared you both considerable hardship." Calista laughed at this, finding her father's musings endearingly naive at times. I wonder how Kallum would react to such an observation.

"Perhaps you're right," she responded thoughtfully. "I'll go on ahead then." "All right, but don't keep Mr. Kallum waiting too long," Benedict added quickly.

Calista took a few steps, then paused and looked back, noticing Benedict still there, his gaze following her departure.

He stood tall and lean by the window, the sunset casting a warm glow that highlighted his refined features. Unlike many men of his age, Benedict lacked the typical middle-aged spread, his demeanor exuding a relaxed charm. His eyes carried a hint of youthful naivety that belied his years, reflecting a man who, despite occasional obliviousness and bias, deeply cared for his daughter.

"Off you go, off you go!" he encouraged, waving her off with an amused chuckle when he caught her looking back.

For sreason, Calista was reminded of an incident in her previous life, when her father had let her go, only to end up severely beaten. He had, on the brink of death, managed to secure smoney by selling his kidney and entrusted it to a stranger to give to her. The one hundred and fifty thousand from that desperate act was the most bittersweet money she had ever spent, tainted with the essence of his sacrifice.

Benedict's act of letting her go, driven by his own misplaced courage, was arguably the boldest thing he'd done. The memory made her eyes sting with unshed tears.

Regardless, Benedict had already paid the price for his foolishness in his past life.

Calista blinked back her emotions and continued on her path, determined that in this life, Benedict would live out his days in peace and stability-a repayment for both his sacrifices and to honor her grandparents' legacy.

Meanwhile, Kallum seemed distracted, his thoughts lingering on Calista. He had chosen a pink gown for her to wear, eager to see her in it, imagining the soft and delicate image she would present, reminiscent of the shy girl from his past.

"Mr. Kallum, why do I sense something off about you today? Speak up! You were smiling just now. What were you thinking about?" Remus, always perceptive, caught the slight change in his demeanor.

Louis chimed in with a hint of suspicion, "Kallum, you're not... in love, are you?" Remus immediately scoffed at the idea. "How can that be possible? I was just joking! It's always women chasing after him; when has he ever chased after someone? I can't imagine any woman having enough charm to capture Mr. Kallum's attention." Yet Louis remained unconvinced, adding, "Who knows? Maybe there is one." Kallum glared at them both, a bit annoyed. "Can you guys stop being so nosy?" His lack of a retort surprised them.

Remus, taken aback, pressed on, "You're kidding, right? Mr. Kallum, you're seriously interested in women now? Who could it be? The one from the Quinn family? Surely she's too easy a conquest for you. Or maybe the Lozano family girl? She's far too arrogant for your taste." After a moment's thought and finding no suitable candidate, Remus continued, "Helena? Stella? Don't tellit's your former fiancée? Hahaha..." Laughing at his speculation, he persisted, "Con, Mr. Kallum, who is she? I'm dying to know who could possibly catch your eye!" Louis observed the exchange, suspecting there was truth to the teasing. "I think you might be onto something," he said to Remus, noticing Kallum's annoyed but silent response.

Kallum remained tight-lipped, but Remus couldn't contain his excitement. "Helena? Maureen? Stella? Did I mention these names already? Who could it be!" As Kallum's impatience grew, he tried to usher them out. "Enough, the banquet is about to start. Let's get going!" But Remus blocked his path, playfully threatening, "No way! You have to admit it, or I'll start rumors that you've fallen for your former fiancée!" He felt confident about his bluff, adding with a smirk, "Remember, a smart person does not dwell on past. Let's see how you can show your face in the future!"

"From what you're saying, it sounds like likingis something shameful?" Amused by the banter, Calista, dressed in the pink mini dress and hair styled like a princess, chimed in.

Her appearance was deceivingly sweet, but her cool, sharp gaze betrayed a keen intelligence. Hem er stightly deeper voice cut through the playful atmosphere, challenging the notion of sweetness with her incisive wit. "Callie," Kallum turned to her with a proud smile, then back to his stunned friend. His eyes, shining with admiration, left no doubt that Calista, standing there in all her contradictory grace, was the one who had truly captured his heart.

Remus, still in disbelief, exclaimed, "Oh, con! Are you serious? This Vandi is your plain, clingy, and unattractive fiancée?" He recoiled slightly under Kallum's stern look.