Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 352

As Rainey walked away, Calista watched her for a long time, a subtle smile gracing her lips, indicating a sense of accomplishment.

She felt relieved that Rainey had refrained from using the term “friend” again. Although she had resolved some of her internal conflicts, she still found herself instinctively shying away from forming friendships, a habit that had become second nature over time.

Rainey had chosen not to bring up their friendship because she recognized that she and Calista no longer shared the same world. Sitting together at a food truck, Calista seemed somewhat out of place, occasionally displaying a formidable aura that was not typical for a young lady. It was clear that the years had been challenging for Calista, hardening her and honing her edge. She no longer felt the need for friends.

After successfully wrapping up their earlier tasks, Kallum breathed a sigh of relief. Holding Calista's hand, they began to stroll aimlessly.

Kallum was notably more amiable when he was holding her hand. “What would you like for lunch?” he asked gently.

“Let's head back for lunch,” Calista suggested.

“Why?” Kallum seemed hopeful for a more romantic seaside lunch or something similar.

Calista shot him a glaring look, “We're sick, remember? Can't you at least act the part? Save your plans for when you're better!”

Kallum, surprisingly pleased by her stern demeanor, replied cheerfully, “All right then, once you're better, it'll just be the two of us going out again.”

Calista remained silent, and just then, Kallum's phone rang. The smile on his face vanished as soon as he answered.

“You're telling me Quincy was bailed out by Marcus? And, he plans to announce Quincy as his fiancée the day after tomorrow?”

In that instant, all of Kallum's careful planning and joy dissipated. It felt as if Calista had suddenly been jolted awake from a dream, harshly pulled back to reality.

“Marcus... It's about time he showed his face,” Calista mused darkly, a trace of menace flitting across her face despite her outwardly amused tone.

Kallum found himself inwardly cursing the timing of the disruptive phone call. Quincy, a remarkably resourceful woman, had managed to find ways to leverage her situation even while confined within prison walls. It was also rumored that Marcus had been incarcerated during the same period. When Horatio, a figure of notable influence, managed to secure Marcus' release, he made sure that Quincy was also freed as part of the arrangement.

“The day after tomorrow? I think we should definitely make an appearance then,” Calista declared decisively.

Her words left no room for debate, and Kallum found no valid grounds to object, especially given the fact that Horatio was a respected elder, and traditionally, the Fairchild family was expected to attend any significant banquets. In the past, it was usually Silas who represented the family at such events, but this time, circumstances dictated that Kallum himself must attend.

“Callie,” Kallum began, feeling compelled to clearly state his position, he earnestly expressed, “It's true that the Ingram family and ours maintain close ties, and Horatio is an elder whom I respect, but should your quest lead to vengeance, know that I will stand by your side, even if it brings us into conflict with the Ingrams. After all, none of these considerations can outweigh what you mean to me. Do you understand?”

His intense gaze penetrated deep, striking Calista's heart with the weight of his words.