Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 256 I Will Definitely Cure You

"Even at this point, you're still playing these little games. I'm not sure whether to call you clever or shameless. Like mother, like daughter, I suppose?" After finishing her statement, Calista disregarded the ugly expression on Quincy's face and turned to leave.

A moment later, the frantic shouts of Quincy echoed from behind.

"Ahhh! Calista! You'll meet a terrible end! You're surely destined for a dreadful fate!"

Calista snorted dismissively. She was uncertain about her own fate, but one thing was clear - the current Quincy was now at her mercy, like a toy in her hand.

After taking down Harvey, Calista enjoyed a few comfortable days at home. A month flew by in the blink of an eye, and it was time for Kallum to step out and meet people again.

"Have you heard? The Fairchild family is holding a banquet to celebrate Mr. Kallum's recovery from a severe illness!"

A reporter inquired to a colleague, "Did you get an invite? This time, Mr. Kallum is determined to prove his health, so he's bound to invite some reporters!"

The other person chuckled and replied, "Let's not kid ourselves. The ones who will get to interview him are definitely some big shots!"

"That's such a shame. No reporter has ever managed to get inside Fairchild Manor. I'd love to see what a top tycoon's mansion looks like."

On the day of the banquet, Fairchild Manor was flooded with guests. Unlike the previous family banquet, they had only invited those close to them this time. The turnout was large, with people from all walks of life. They had even extended an invitation to their rivals. After all, the banquet was held to demonstrate Kallum's well-being. Inviting them now was better than dealing with their behind-the-scenes manipulations later.

"Do I look good in this?"

If this were the past, Kallum would never have asked such a question. But now, even though he was sick, his outlook was broader than before. If the old him could be likened to a diamond, with absolute hardness and heat, then the current him was like the sunshine, radiating a brilliant light from within. The silver-blue suit he wore suited him perfectly, enhancing his upright and handsome appearance.

"You do."

It seemed as if Calista had returned to her previous lifestyle, spending her days studying and taking care of Kallum's health. After responding half-heartedly, she asked seriously, "Does the stiffness in your joints intensify when you move? Does it hurt more?" She couldn't help but ask that after seeing Kaiser struggling with his buttons.

The smile on Kallum's face faded slightly before he spoke with an air of nonchalance.

"I'm fine. I'm already much better off than the others."

Others who had been infected died within a month, but counting this month, he had survived for a year and a month. Apart from physical pain, the other symptoms weren't too severe. Most importantly, he had Calista by his side. What more could he ask for? Calista pursed her lips. "With Sterling's blood, our research has made some progress. Mr. Haught in Corleon has also achieved certain results thanks to those volunteers infected with the virus there..."

Suddenly, Calista shifted the conversation. "Do you blame me? If it weren't for me, you could've used Sterling as a human test subject. Perhaps it could've expedited the process of conquering the virus, and you would've suffered less..."

With a hint of amusement in his violet eyes, Kallum glanced at her. "Do you really think I'd blame you?"

Calista nodded. Kallum held a high position and bore heavy responsibilities. He had every reason to use Sterling as a human test subject for the sake of his own health. Yet, when she accidentally caused the death of a special case, Kallum didn't utter a single word.

"Callie, I must admit, your

proposition was quite tempting.

After all, Sterling was our foe, and I

wouldn't feel the slightest

discomfort using him for our experiment. However, I respect your choices and your secrets. Anything you don't wish to disclose, won't pry into. And whatever you want to do, I'm fully supportive."

Therefore, even though his fate was closely tied to her decision, he never said much. That was just his way of loving someone, without any boundaries.

Upon seeing the complex expression on Calista's face, Kallum slightly raised an eyebrow, chuckling as he said, "Of course, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have let Sterling off the hook. But because it's you, what choice do I have?"

After all, he was no saint. If it weren't for his affection toward Calista and she wasn't the one who killed Sterling, he would never have let this matter slide so easily.

Calista pursed her lips, reaffirming once again, "I will definitely cure you, even without Sterling."

"I believe in you." Then, Kallum reached out to take Calista's hand, a smile on his face as he asked, "Shall we go?"

There was a tough battle yet to be fought at the banquet later!

The decor was exquisitely lavish, with beautiful music playing in the background. Small groups of immaculately dressed people were engaged in conversation, all of them brimming with intense curiosity about Kallum.

A month had already passed, and

essentially, it was safe to dismiss the death afert that hung over

Kallum. Most people believed that Kallum had truly become that one-in-a-hundred lucky individual. Therefore, the mood during this visit was much more relaxed than the last time.

"Recently, the Fairchild family has been making some big moves. The Wolford family has disbanded, and I heard that Harvey's brother withdrew his investment. He was so upset that he fell ill. After the split, Harvey had no choice but to sell off his ancestral property. Almost overnight, he had completely fallen from grace."

Someone lamented, "Indeed, it was the Wolford family's own fault for overestimating their capabilities and daring to challenge the Fairchild family! Kallum is far from being someone reluctant to get his hands dirty."