Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 138 The Confrontation

Is she throwing a tantrum? Even though she has become a part of the Fairchild family, she has rejected none other than Mr. Kallum!

But what made it a rare sight was seeing Calista puffing out her chest and holding her head high, leaving as if in defiance. Kallum slowly curved his lips, feeling as if she was fleeing in panic.

I seem to have failed to rein in my desires just now. What should I do? It seems I've scared my little one.

Benedict wore an awkward expression as he apologized to Silas after seeing that, "My apologies... Callie, it's her first time dancing... she might be a bit shy, it's not that she..." He ended the sentence in his mind. She intentionally disrespects Mr. Kallum.

Silas revealed a thoughtful expression, while Wanda quickly reassured with a light-hearted laugh, "No worries. This is a matter between them youngsters. In reality, they've been getting along splendidly before! Kallum must've done something today to upset Callie. She's a good girl."

Wanda was right. Calista was obedient and sensible.

If all she had was fondness toward Calista previously, she was grateful to her now.

How great of a danger would Callie face if word got out that she possess medical skills that could extend one's lifespan? Furthermore, each time she performs acupuncture for Kallum, she would deplete her vitality. Yet, there was no telling when he would finally recover. Not only did Callie demonstrate peculiar medical skills that put her in danger, but she even risked her health to prolong Kallum's life. Our family aren't ungrateful people. Forget about Callie throwing a tantrum, even if she wants to commit murder or arson, we'll hand her the knife. Seeing the Fairchild family treating Calista as they always had... No, even better than before, Benedict was relieved. With his limited capabilities and being busy at home, he felt that having a godfamily like the Fairchilds caring for his daughter was an incredibly fortunate situation that was hard to come by. After Calista went out, she felt much better. Her long skirt trailed over the immaculate marble floor, and as the moonlight fell, the diamonds adorning her dress sparkled like a true starry sky, a sight too beautiful for words. It made her entire being seem to radiate light. Her mind wandered from her exam to her previous life at the research center. She recalled the sporadic words spoken by those eccentric individuals and the medicine they had tested on her, along with her reactions at the time.

At that thought, Calista suddenly let out a bitter laugh.

What other reaction could there be? It was pain, intense pain as if it was drilling into the very marrow of my bones. Had it not been for my astonishing willpower and a terrifying desire to survive, I would've gone mad or died during those three years I spent in darkness... Thinking of those people now, it wasn't that I don't harbor resentment, and I don't need to. I'm slowly coming into her own, and soon, she would trample over every one of them! Why should I bear any hatred towards the dead and the defeated? Chuckling softly, Calista strolled by the pool, her mood significantly improved. Just then, someone blocked her path.

"Calista! What exactly have you done to make Kal change his attitude toward me?" Clad in a white dress, Mirabelle looked eerily pale under the moonlight. Her expression was even more sinister than that of a ghost.

At that moment, Quincy hid in the

shadows to enjoy the drama. Granddad was right. I should let

them fight it out and reap the

benefits from their conflict. Calista is difficult to deal with, but Mirabelle is, after all, the childhood friend. She can't possibly be without any influence.

Calista chuckled lightly, her demeanor growing increasingly distant and aloof.

"Mirabelle, aren't you aware of what I've done? You used to see me as stupid and did not-so-clever things to me. Now that I've become smarter, are you regretting your past decisions?"

"No wonder your attitude has completely changed..."

Mirabelle's voice was soft. From her perspective, it was understandable that Calista's personality dramatically changed after suddenly discovering that her best friend and sister were harming her.

"However, I have no idea what you're talking about! What did I do back then? Haven't I always been good to you? Callie, you need evidence to slander someone."

Mirabelle broke into a smile, seemingly reverting to her previous innocent and harmless demeanor.

"Evidence? Isn't your character the best evidence? The fact that you could poison your teacher until he's mute and steal his accomplishments goes to show that you're not someone who'd risk their life to save others."

Calista shook her head.

Mirabelle's expression changed instantly.

"It was you who meddled in Xander's matter?" she exclaimed. How did she replace out? That's impossible!

Calista readily accepted it. She didn't mind bringing down her enemies, much less making them hate her even more.

"You guessed right. It was indeed me. Do you think Kallum will still believe you when he realizes that the pure and innocent you had done such a thing? If I were to tell him I had saved him back then afterward, there wouldn't be a shred of doubt in his mind."

"You b*tch!" Mirabelle suddenly

strode forward. "Is this how you sow

discord? Someone close to me

carried out the incident with Xander.

I was completely unaware. Besides..." She then continued inwardly. If it were for the position of the lady of the Fairchild household, I'd surely be willing to adopt a ruse of self-injury! It's just that Calista was so naive at that time, willing to risk her life to save others, that I had no choice but to take advantage of it.

"But that wasn't your original idea, yet you still claimed it as your own to the public, didn't you?" Calista pointed out, her tone casual yet incisive. "Admit it. You're nothing but vain, malicious, and hypocritical. In simpler terms, you're doing immoral things while maintaining a facade of innocence!"

"Shut up!" Mirabelle had never imagined anyone could infuriate her to this extent. "Just shut up!"