Her Rebirth of Retribution

Even though she had only touched his lips for one moment, Calista immediately felt happier. She had wanted to do it since a long time ago but didn't dare to. So now that she wanted to try, why not? She licked her lips, relishing the moment.

"Just as I thought, you're cuter when you don't say anything."

"Calista!" Kallum stood up suddenly. He was definitely not going to admit that he had felt something like electricity passing through him when she kissed him. How could he have such feelings toward such a woman?

He was taller than Calista by a head, and his stare was very imposing. "You really have no shame!"

Calista looked up at him innocently. "You said I was playing hard to get, so I decided to take some initiative. You said I don't have any shame, so I should take some advantage of you to make this humiliating title worthwhile. You think I'm downright disgusting, so you don't have to appear in front of me in the future you know?"

"You!" Kallum narrowed his eyes at her, and shocked to see this darned woman looking excited and provocative.

She used to be so clingy and timid, how did she turn into a different person overnight?

Unfortunately for him, Wanda came back. She saw them standing next to one another and talking, and couldn't help but smile. "What are both of you chatting about?"

Kallum wanted to draw back, but the young lady in front of him beat him to it, and that determination in her eyes to draw the line clearly with him made him extremely unhappy.

"Mrs. Fairchild..." Calista smiled gently at Wanda and said, "I didn't realize I'd been out for so long. My father must be getting worried, so I will take my leave now."

"You're leaving already?" Wanda's disappointment was written all over her face. She saw her son standing at the side looking extremely annoyed and she wondered if they had quarreled again. So even though she couldn't bear to let Calista leave, she let her go home. Before leaving she kept reminding Calista to come to the house often.

"I will, Mrs. Fairchild. You don't have to see me out," Calista responded obediently. In front of Wanda, she remained to be that gentle and obedient girl. Wanda nodded, sighing in her heart. Calista was such a lovely child, it was a pity that she did not have the privilege of having Calista as her daughter-in-law.

The butler arranged for someone to send her home, and Calista did not refuse this offer since she didn't have any money on her. Wasn't that interesting - who would have thought the eldest daughter of the Staffords did not have a single penny to her name? Any money she had was from her grandparents when she was a child. She used very little and saved up as much as she could.

But in the end she used up all her savings to install the security alarm.

Her father never bothered himself with financial matters, and her stepmother obviously did not give her any money. Everything that she used in school were paid for in advance, and even her clothes were low quality items bought by her stepmother, and they all made her look fat and ugly. She went to school with her sister and they carried the same surname, but nobody knew they were sisters because the difference was just too great. Her father even thought she fancied those clothes, thinking she preferred this conservative look. Whenever Calista had to attend parties, her stepmother would bother dolling her up only for the sake of her own image. Her father would always say that she should wear such pretty clothes more often because she looked nice on them.

She always remained silent, because she never had such clothes to wear. The fancy dresses she wore to parties were 'on loan' from her younger sister, but she couldn't bring herself to say so, and she didn't dare to say so.

Sitting in the Fairchild family's luxurious car, Calista looked out at the scenery outside, her heart heavy with thoughts. She had been given a second chance at life, so she must cherish this chance to live life independently and true to herself, and not be continually swayed or manipulated by others. But first, she had to be financially independent.

Money was necessary for her to carry out her plans...

Soon, the car reached a small estate where many well-to-do families lived, and Calista got off at the main gate and walked to her house.

She came to a beautiful European style bungalow that looked elegant and posh from the outside, but Calista knew how dark and evil it really was inside. She would rather live in that little wooden house on a mountain than come back and live here.

But since the wooden house no longer existed, she had no choice but to return to this battlefield and win everything back.

Calista had a strange smile on her face, and the maid who opened the door felt her hair standing on end.

""El...Ms. Calista."

Lilian, the maid who opened the door, stuttered because she usually just called Calista 'Miss', and never called her something like 'Ms. Calista'.

But today Calista looked different from before. In the past she always walked with her head low and had no opinions of her own. But today she walked in with her head up and her chest out, still wearing the modified cheongsam that the Fairchilds had provided for her the night before, and carried an air of elegance around her. The sharp eyes half hidden by her fringe glanced over, which made one shudder. Calista did not stop for even a moment as Lilian addressed her. She walked straight into the house and as expected, Quincy was already waiting for her.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The night before, Quincy had come back home and almost immediately pretended to accidentally break the lock of the wooden box in front of her father, thinking that her father would probably allow her to take one or two pieces of jewelry. What she did not expect was that the box was merely full of books!

Those books were all out-of-print books, so when her father saw them he immediately kept them away, and she wasn't even able to tear them in frustration! She was going to let this anger out on Calista!

It was difficult for her to lose her temper in front of her father the night before while they were out, but today he wasn't coming home, so she was ready to see how outrageous this useless sister of hers was going to get!

"Oh wow, you actually remembered to come home! I thought you were having so much fun out there, you weren't coming back anymore!" Quincy stood in Calista's way, her expression provoking. This was her real self- the mature and kind personality was just for show. Calista looked at her and smiled. "Looks like you haven't learnt your lesson from last night."

The moment she mentioned the night before, Quincy started shaking with anger.

"You little sl*t, you can really act huh! I'm sure those two guys weren't decent guys at all. Do you dare to say that nothing happened between three of you during that long period of time?"

Calista raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Now that you mention them...I was just wondering, there was no enmity between us, why do you think they purposely looked for me? Why don't I ask Mrs. Fairchild to help me pressure them into saying the reason they did this? What do you think?" Quincy's angry and reddened face instantly turned white.

She hadn't thought of this! The night before she had thought that since the two of them were arrested for murder, regardless of whether they were put to death or jailed for life, they no longer had anything to do with her. But she had forgotten that Calista would continue to try to prove her innocence.

What if Calista really got the Fairchilds to pressure them into confessing and they admitted that she instigated them?

When she thought of this possibility, Quincy suddenly became anxious and shouted, "You little slut, don't you think you've been embarrassing enough?"

She tried to maintain eye contact with Calista, but her eyes were full of panic. "You'd better not spout nonsense, otherwise I'll make sure to teach you a lesson!"

"Teach me a lesson?"

Calista suddenly drew nearer with an aura so oppressive, Quincy couldn't help but take a step back, but Calista grabbed her by the collar.

"If I were you, I would be super antsy by now. After all, Mrs. Fairchild said that she would get to the bottom of this matter, so I don't know what she'll hear from these two. She might find out who is this evil person who is trying to harm me!"