Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 208 Only You Are Worthy

"What's wrong?" Calista looked back at him.

In order to project a sense of dependency, Calista had deliberately worn a beige mini-dress that day. Her long hair was styled into an elegant bun, and her makeup was in sweet, colorful tones, which somewhat softened her usual sharpness. At that moment, her glance back and smile bore such a resemblance to her former self, yet it was also strikingly different.

Kallum furrowed his brow, studying her intently. After a moment of silence, he finally managed to say, "I won't speak like this again in the future."

Calista turned around in surprise. "Why?"

Because you don't like it...

Kallum pursed his lips, then said, "If you're into men who are courteous and gentlemanly, I can be that kind of man for you."

Suddenly, Calista understood his intentions. She gave him a genuine smile, her radiant eyes sparkling as they curved in delight. This sight was so breathtaking that anyone who saw it would feel momentarily unable to breathe. Coincidentally, a spotlight was shining on her, making her the center of attention. Those who passed by, regardless of gender, all came to a halt.

"No need." Calista shook her head. "If you were to change, then you wouldn't be you anymore. The part of you I fell for might just be your reckless nature."

Living without restrictions or worries, doing as one pleased - such a life was truly enviable and desirable.

"Really?"

Kallum also began to smile, his mood instantly brightening. Blessed with handsome features, there was an innate sense of nobility about him when he smiled. It was breathtaking to behold, yet one dared not stare for too long. "Yes." Calista nodded, her mood quite good.

Sterling was a goner, and Harvey was next. Once they were both out of the picture, Quincy would be left without any support. It would be a simple task to deal with her, hence the high spirits Calista was in.

When they stood together, it was as if they emanated a brilliant light, causing everyone near them to pale in comparison.

"What a perfect pair of lovers," Seraphina couldn't help but exclaim. Her friend Sophia, on the other hand, was wide-eyed in shock!

"Seraphina, were you even listening to me? I can't believe you're actually praising him! Good heavens! I can't believe such an arrogant and malicious man exists in this world! I've made up my mind - he's definitely going on my blacklist!"

Seraphina glanced at her and replied, "I told you earlier not to set yourself up for humiliation. The woman he's interested in is the one by his side."

Suddenly, a chorus of voices echoed through the room. Everyone turned their attention in unison, realizing that the host of the banquet had arrived.

A distinguished elderly man, dressed as grandly as a king, walked in. His name was Nevio Bushwick, and he was the wealthiest individual in the entire nation of Corleon. His status was esteemed, and without his financial backing, the local government would have struggled to amass such a large sum of money. After all, managing funds was no small matter.

"Hello, Mr. Kallum. You're indeed the youngest family head I've ever met."

Kallum held him in high regard, primarily because of the camaraderie that Kallum's own grandfather shared with him.

"I'm sorry that your grandfather couldn't see you as you are today." After a brief conversation, Nevio patted Kallum's shoulder, expressing his regret.

Kallum also offered some comforting words, and the two of them had a delightful conversation.

After their conversation had ended, only then did Nevio cast a scrutinizing glance at Calista. His gaze held a hint of disapproval, but in the end, he chose not to voice it out loud.

"You're the goddaughter of the Fairchild family, aren't you? Indeed, you are a beautiful girl."

Even though the words spoken held no apparent ambiguity, Calista still keenly sensed hostility.

She nodded slightly. "I'm surprised you know of me. It's quite an honor."

Her confident demeanor left a good impression on those around her. However, Nevio's brow subtly furrowed. He made a few offhand remarks before taking his leave. Calista said to Kallum, "I feel like he doesn't like me."

Kallum didn't question Calista's intuition. He subtly raised an eyebrow, and in the end, his gaze held a hint of chilliness.

"It doesn't matter. We won't see him again in the future."

Meanwhile, Nevio and Sophia

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shared a brief embrace, after which the old man turned his gaze toward Seraphina and questioned, "Seraphina, what's going on with you? Why aren't you chatting with Mr. Kallum?"

Seraphina was Nevio's granddaughter.

Sensing that the two had something to discuss, Sophia tactfully stepped aside. Only then did Seraphina begin to speak.

"Grandpa, you've seen it too. Mr. Kallum has a truly remarkable lady companion."

"She's just a cunning woman driven by greed. She comes from a poor background, and it's already a miracle she managed to get this far. Since she hasn't become Mr. Kallum's woman yet, naturally, she poses no threat to you. Seraphina, I believe you can win over that young man."

Seraphina furrowed her brows. "I don't intend to break anyone up, especially since they seem to be deeply in love."

"In love?" Nevio sneered, "Child, they are not a match, not fit to be together. Only you alone are worthy of such a husband."

As he spoke, he let out a sigh. "I have

no other options. I'm old, and my children are all grown up. Your

father passed away too early, sonet

who will protect you when I'm gone? You need to replace a strong husband. You have no other choice."

Seraphina lowered her head. Calista deliberately wore a beige mini-dress that day to project a sense of dependency

"Okay, Grandpa, I... I'll heed your arrangements."