Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 234 Is It True "I like you very much. When you two get married, you must invite me," she added with an amicable smile. Calista reciprocated the smile. "Definitely." They received numerous blessings, and it wasn't until a good ten minutes later that they managed to exit the banquet hall. It was clear that their strategy for the evening had been quite successful.

The best way to divert public attention is to create a bigger topic of discussion. And what could be more gossip worthy than Kallum's love life, which had practically been non-existent before this? "Phew..." Calista let out a sigh of relief. It's exhausting to act like a woman devoted to love. How did I even do this for more than a decade in the past? In contrast to her exhaustion, Kallum was in such a good mood.

The moon was bright and clear, and as the two of them passed through an open corridor, their hands remained firmly entwined.

Calista was exasperated. "Will you let go now? You're squeezing my hand so hard it hurts." Kallum loosened his grip slightly but did not let go. "No. Who knows? Someone might see us?" Calista could only let him be. "Shall we grab something to eat?" They had just shown their faces at the banquet and hadn't had anything to eat.

Kallum nodded. "Sure, let's go grab a bite!" They had barely taken two steps when Kallum suddenly asked, "Was what you just said true?" "Hmm?" Kallum didn't turn around, so Calista couldn't see his expression.

""You said that if I were to die, you would die with me..." Though it seemed somewhat implausible, the moment Calista uttered those words, he felt that she might be telling the truth and that she was really willing to die with him.

Calista chuckled, which made Kallum feel uneasy. He halted in his tracks, turning to look at her. Serenity and peace filled the air as they were bathed in the moonlight. "Why are you laughing?" Kallum was annoyed, wishing that he hadn't asked.

Calista arched an eyebrow, looking up at him. "And what about you? What do you think of my earlier performance? Do you think what I said was true?" Kallum furrowed his brows. Naturally, he believed it to be true. However, he was a bit skeptical and found it unbelievable, considering Calista's usual attitude.

Calista smiled. Her smile held a hint of mystery coupled with her radiant, starry eyes.

She spoke slowly, emphasizing each word. "You should know, the guests in the banquet hall earlier were all shrewd individuals. Only complete authenticity can truly touch their hearts." After finishing her sentence, she gracefully walked away, leaving Kallum standing rooted to the spot in a daze. He was like a young boy experiencing the stirrings of love for the first time, utterly at a loss So does that mean... everything she said was true? QUMS Kallum's smile grew wider as immense joy overwhelmed him. When he finally snapped back to his senses, he realized that Calista had already walked far away.

"Callie, wait! So, you meant it when you said you loved me? I'll remember this! You can't deny it now!" he exclaimed, catching up to her.

The joyous news from the banquet last night was bad news to Harvey.

"How much of that scene from last night was true?" he wondered aloud, his muttering overheard by the assistant who cto report to him. Reflecting on the events of the previous night, the assistant said, "At least it seemed genuine to me." Distracted, Harvey nodded. He wasn't there, so he still harbored sdoubts.

Warrick was easily defeated this time. If he wanted to try again, he would need a more comprehensive plan.

"I must say, that Fairchild brat is tough to deal with. No wonder S.It was Sterling suffered at his hands. It was also my fault for being too caught up in Summerbank before this. Looks like I can only accept my bad luck and swallow this bitter pill," Harvey said before asking again, "How's Quincy doing? Is her condition stable now?"

The assistant behind Harvey inwardly scoffed, maintaining a calm exterior as he said, "Not yet. She had a close brush with death this tand was severely traumatized. We've already switched her to a new psychiatrist." Harvey was exasperated at the mention of Quincy. "Like mother, like daughter indeed. Quincy's nothing like me." "Perhaps she's just not mature enough yet," the assistant remarked indifferently. At least according to their investigations, Quincy's ruthlessness was strikingly similar to Harvey's.

"Let's hope for the best. Now that Sterling's out of the picture, I don't seem to have any other optionsm besides her Looks like it's tfor her to reunite with her family..." said Harvey. Meanwhile, Sterling was blindfolded and taken to an undisclosed location. At this point, he was as thin as a rake, appearing to have aged decades in just a few short weeks. Every day was a living nightmare for him.

When his blindfold was removed, he saw Calista. Strangely, she was the only one in the room; there was no one else.

Sterling, with his mouth stuffed, could only let out unintelligible, muffled moans. The hatred in his gaze when he looked at Calista was almost palpable.

Calista pulled the cloth out of Sterling's mouth. Since he was tied up, she wasn't concerned about him posing any threat to her.

She clicked her tongue. "You look miserable. Have you not been eating in the quarantine area?"