Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 217

Could it be that he was destined to die? Even if he survived the K Virus, was he destined to never escape?

“How much time do I have left?” Sterling's voice was chillingly calm. The other party found it a bit odd, but responded nonetheless.

“Two hours. From what I know, once the police receive the arrest warrant, they'll come for you...”

“I'll give you the three villas I own in the capital, in return for a favor from you.”

The other party initially wanted to refuse. After all, he had already returned his favor by leaking such information to him. However, the thought of the value of the three villas in the capital made him unable to resist the temptation.

He stated plainly, “If it's too difficult... I'm afraid I might not be able to fulfill it with my current ranking.”

“It's not difficult.” Suddenly, Sterling revealed a smile, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. The terrifying gloom that had once dominated his face vanished in an instant.

“All I need from you is to delay the arrest warrant a bit, preferably until after eight tonight.”

“You're thinking of escaping?” his friend guessed.

Sterling chuckled lightly. “Yeah... I want to escape.” But there was nowhere to escape to.

Meanwhile, Calista was resting at noon. The warm sunlight filtered in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting her in a languid elegance reminiscent of a graceful cat.

After making some calls to a few political figures, Kallum sought her out, ready to share some good news.

“Darling, I'm coming!”

Despite the intense pain coursing through his body, he tenderly embraced Calista as he climbed into bed, pulling her into his arms. Only then did he let out a satisfied sigh. If one could overlook the bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead, the scene would truly be picturesque.

He felt an increasing inability to control his body, a sensation that filled him with fear, yet also a chilling calmness. If one day he were to wake up and find himself paralyzed, he might not even be surprised.

Feeling a bit uncomfortable, Calista turned around, positioning her back toward Kallum.

He was easy to please and held her from behind, enveloping her completely within his embrace, as though their lives were intertwined.

“Callie, is there any place in particular you'd like to visit?” he asked, worried that he might be confined to a wheelchair in the future. If he had the chance, he wanted to take her out while he was still able to walk.

Calista, annoyed by his antics, finally grumbled in response, “Besides research, I'm not going anywhere!”

She was a research fanatic, a fact well known to Kallum. She seemed to lack the usual pleasures of a nineteen-year-old girl, leading a monotonous life. Yet, it was this very monotony that allowed her to constantly be by his side. Without her, he was certain he wouldn't have been able to maintain his optimism and hope over the past year.