Her Rebirth of Retribution

Calista let out a sigh of relief. She removed the thumb ring from her hand and placed it on the table.

This thumb ring signified that she was the next mistress of the Fairchild family, and had rights to 20% of the family assets. This ring was coveted by countless women, but yet when Calista removed it, she felt much lighter. "Thank you, Mrs. Fairchild."

Wanda couldn't bear to part with her - Callie was so obedient and so mature, it hurt her to watch Callie suffer. She couldn't help but blurt out, "Even without this engagement, you must come and visit me often..." Suddenly she had an idea!

"Or how about I adopt you as my goddaughter?"

Calista wanted to reject her at first, but once she thought about how she would benefit from being a goddaughter of the Fairchild family, she hesitated. After all, given her current situation, she would need some assistance.

So she did not immediately reject, instead saying with a smile, "This is no small matter. Why don't you decide after discussing with Mr. Fairchild?"

Then she stuck her tongue out and said playfully, "If I really become your daughter, I might embarrass the Fairchilds though."

Wanda quickly promised her, "There's no problem at all! You're my daughter, how could you be an embarrassment?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this would work out. Her husband did not really approve of Callie being his daughter-in-law, but Callie had come to call off the engagement of her own accord today. So if she were to adopt Callie as her goddaughter, her husband wouldn't say anything anymore!

Calista smiled and prepared to leave as she had to attend to more things after this, but Wanda couldn't bear the thought of her going back and insisted that she stay and have lunch.

Calista thought, Kallum hates sitting at the same table with me, so he's definitely not coming down to eat, and agreed to stay.

They chatted for a while more, and Wanda nagged her about many things before finally adjourning to the dining hall.

The Fairchilds were extremely wealthy, nobody could deny this.

This old mansion stood on more than two thousand square miles of land, and even simple things like serving trays exuded luxury.

There were many who thought that Calista was merely after the family wealth, so even though Kallum didn't like her, she held onto this engagement. Perhaps only a small handful of people knew that she genuinely liked Kallum for who he was.

Even though she looked down on herself and was bullied by many other young ladies, but there was nothing she could do - she really, really liked him. Perhaps liking him had even drained her lifetime's worth of courage and strength from the weak personality she had, but unfortunately, feelings cannot be forced.

After half the dishes were served, Wanda called a servant over. "Call Kallum to come down and eat."

Calista stopped her, "Mrs. Fairchild, is it ok if it's just both of us for lunch today?"

Her eyes pleaded with Wanda, "It's been a long time since I had a good chat with you."

The loneliness in her eyes made Wanda's heart ache for her. She's such a good girl, she thought. This silly son of mine simply says he doesn't like her, only heaven knows what sort of woman he wants!

"Alright then..." She sighed and then told the servant, "Since he is busy, bring the food up to him."

After giving instructions, she continued chatting with Calista.

They started talking about Calista's late mother, and Calista listened with a smile on her face, and Wanda finally realized the difference about Calista. She was still that gentle and well-mannered girl, but the timid and shy part was gone, as if she had grown up overnight. Wanda figured the two men last night must have really given her a terrible scare, and she was determined to make sure those two were properly dealt with!

Just when both of them were talking happily with one another, Kallum unexpectedly appeared at the table.

Calista's smile froze slightly, and even though it was not obvious in her expression, she was definitely gripping the fork and knife harder.

She was still unable to face him calmly - he was her reason to live in her previous life, and also the love of her life that was never reciprocated.

Kallum noticed that Calista had become nervous, and he smiled a little, exuding confidence.

Today he wore a dark blue shirt and left two buttons undone, revealing his perfect collarbones and the outline of his muscles.

As he walked over, his straight and strong long legs were very eye-catching, and it was hard to see him and contain oneself.

There was somebody who said Kallum was like a diamond, giving off unlimited amounts of heat and brightness.

Calista suddenly laughed and relaxed - she knew his heart was as hard as a diamond. Once he had made up his mind on what sort of person you were, his judgement wouldn't change. If he hated you, he would hate you forever.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Wanda was shocked that her son came out voluntarily. He had never wanted to come out whenever Callie was around.

Anyhow, she still hoped that the two of them could get along - if they really became godbrother and godsister, surely they could not continue this cold war forever?

Kallum threw a glance at Calista but didn't say anything, seating himself down as if he were here just to eat.

Wanda realized that as long as she remained at the table, the two wouldn't talk to one another, so she made a big show of saying loudly, "Oh dear! I've forgotten to move the red peace lilies I bought the other day! It rained so heavily last night, what if they've been drenched to death..."

She quickly called the two servants standing in the dining hall to help her with moving the plants, and then apologetically said to Calista, "Callie, continue eating first, I'll be right back!"

Calista smiled awkwardly, how could the servants of this household ever allow these precious flowers to be drenched by the rain? Wanda's excuse wasn't the best, but her good intentions warmed Calista's heart.

If only she were Wanda's daughter, but she had no such luck.

"Go ahead, Mrs. Fairchild."

Wanda nodded, took one glance at her son and then left the room.

She had taken all the servants in the dining hall with her, so the large hall was left with only Kallum and Calista, and there was silence for a while. "Looks like you've changed your strategy, huh?"

Calista didn't even lift her head in response.

Kallum lowered his eyes and drank the red wine that was in front of him, looking as if he had guessed it right.

"So you've come to call off the engagement, then use my mother's guilt to make you a goddaughter of the Fairchilds?"

He secretly glanced at Calista, his deep eyes sharp and alert.

"You've become quite clever now."

Calista continued eating in silence, ignoring everything he said.

Kallum had never been treated so coldly in his life. He stopped smiling, and the anger he was suppressing began to boil.

"Trying to play hard to get again?"

At this, Calista finally put down her fork and looked up at him.

Under the thick fringe, her black eyes sparkled like the stars - they were originally a pair of lonely looking eyes, but now there was an added element of mystery.

Kallum frowned - he could feel that she was different now, but just couldn't put his finger on it.

"Are you done talking?"

She got up and walked towards Kallum. Kallum's fingers held the stem of his crystal wine glass firmly and he eyed her suspiciously.

As she walked, the long white dress showed off her perfect curves, and the cinched waist design made her look fragile and pure.

She stood in front of Kallum and spoke in a dreamy voice, "You have really sexy lips. You know?"

Kallum frowned more deeply as he thought, this woman is still the same after all, clinging onto me uselessly. But in the next moment, everything went dark! She had bent over and pressed her cold and wet lips onto his!