Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 176 Try Too Hard

The room fell into silence. Due to Kallum's unique physical condition and status, he couldn't be used as a human test subject. However, the fact that he had survived this long was already a miracle, a result of their collective efforts.

Their enemy was too formidable. Deep down, they lacked the belief that they could conquer K Virus before it ravaged Kallum's body. They simply couldn't understand Calista.

Upon noticing the absence of the Fairchild family members and Shaun, Wayne suddenly said, "What for, Ms. Stafford? You really don't have to try so hard."

Calista squinted slightly, casting a subtly intriguing gaze at him.

"Sh*t!" Wayne muttered under his breath. He always felt Calista's stare was chilling.

Wayne then licked his lips and said in a lowered voice, "Now, you're already considered half a daughter to the Fairchild family. Mr. and Mrs. Fairchild are so fond of you. If something were to happen to Kallum, you would stand to gain the most. Why are you trying so hard?" This statement was nothing short of heart-wrenching.

Suddenly, Calista took a step forward, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt. "What are you trying to say?"

Her tone was menacing, and her gaze even more oppressive. It left those around her wanting to intervene, yet too afraid to do so.

While clutching his collar, Wayne retorted angrily, "Did I say something wrong? Our current research progress has already increased our value a hundredfold! Why should we risk everything for a dying man? Ms. Stafford, you may have a spirit of sacrifice, but I don't!" Calista really wanted to punch him, but she held back. She gave him a deep look before shifting her gaze to the others.

"Do you share the same thoughts?" she asked.

The remaining eight people all displayed complex expressions. Seeing their silence, Wayne scoffed and said, "Ms. Stafford, you're a good girl. I heard that you were quite fond of Mr. Kallum in the past, but he didn't reciprocate your feelings. You couldn't become his fiancée, so you became his sister instead. I understand why you want to save him, but we're dealing with K Virus! For centuries, mankind has been helpless against it. What makes you think that we, just a handful of us, could conquer the virus before it destroys Mr. Kallum's body? I admit that your blood carries some antibodies, but will that really help? Unless you can replace a unique patient who's infected with K Virus but doesn't die! Someone like Mr. Kallum, whose life you're barely keeping afloat, can't even withstand a simple drug trial!"

Calista clenched her fists. She was the one who was infected but wouldn't die. Although her blood had some resistance, if she truly contracted the disease, it would still break out, just like any ordinary person. That was why these people never suspected her.

The only thing that set her apart was her constitution. Due to her practicing martial arts and medicinal baths from a young age, she was quite different from ordinary people.

However, she couldn't possibly voice it out, let alone sacrifice herself to be Kallum's test subject for his medicines.

"If you believe yourselves to be

incapable, then you're destined to

never conquer the virus." Calista added solemnly, "To put it bluntly, was the one who outlined the research direction, provided the blood samples, and gave you lots of crucial information. More than half of your progress is due to my contributions!"

Though what she said was indeed the truth, it inevitably made the others present wear uncomfortable expressions.

Crossing her arms, Calista continued in her icy demeanor, "Getting a bit of success and you're already seeking fame, encountering a bit of danger and you're all hesitation and excuses. I ask you, do you even remember why you came here? You're not here for fame. You're here to save lives!"

Several people turned pale under Calista's intimidation.

Recently, they had made some

progress, which had left them feeling somewhat elated. The mere thought of having made a

breakthrough with a problem that et

had puzzled the world for centuries was enough to keep them up at night in excitement. As for Kallum,

they all held the belief thallum,

all he

needed to do was to keep trying. They were convinced he wouldn't be able to hold on until the day they conquered the virus.

Right then, Bowen let out a sigh. "Ms. Stafford, please don't be upset. I'll talk to them. We certainly remember why we came here. When the time comes, I'll accompany you to Corleon, and we can just leave Old Mr. Yancey behind." "No. He can't manage it all by himself." Calista immediately dismissed the idea.

"Well, I'm not going either! I'd rather give up the benefits offered by the Fairchild family than go to that place and risk my life!" Wayne seized the opportunity to voice his opinion. He didn't believe that Calista would dare to do anything to him. Calista gave a cold laugh. "You're free to leave, but only after signing a confidentiality agreement. If you think you can quit and then beat us to the punch by announcing our achievements, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you." "You!" Wayne's eyes widened. "My contributions are also part of this research. Why can't it be published?"

Calista's demeanor suddenly shifted, her gaze becoming unexpectedly intimidating. "Simply because I'm the decision-maker here! Because my contributions are the greatest!"

She then flashed a smile toward Wayne and said, "Simply because I am Ms. Fairchild!"

"Y-You're using your authority to suppress me!" Wayne felt fear creeping in, but he still forced himself to remain calm.

"You're absolutely right!" Calista, with

her arms crossed and leaning against the table, tilted her delicate chin up, looking down at the other person. This research is mine, and I

have only one goal. The goal and

keep Kallum alive! If he survives, I'll naturally share the credit with you all. But if he dies, I'll be very displeased, and you'll be kicked out of the research."