Her Rebirth of Retribution

Kallum tilted his head slightly, his deep set eyes bright and sharp, and even though there was irritation on his face, he still let go of the door handle in his hands. For some reason, even though Kallum was willing to listen to her calmly, she suddenly felt this bitterness in her heart.

"Firstly, the biggest reason why you hate me is because you were drugged about five months ago, right?"

Calista remained seated at the desk and spoke calmly. She was facing Kallum, but did not look at him.

Kallum considered this a taint on his life and started to frown, but before he could respond, Calista looked up and said, "It wasn't me."

The meaning of her words were very plain, and Kallum suddenly found himself believing her.

But no, how could he believe this scheming woman?

"If it wasn't you, then who else could it be?"Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Calista shook her head at this expected answer. She knew Kallum wouldn't believe her based on just one sentence.

"That night during the cruise party, you drank the wine that I gave you. But I actually only wanted to chat with you, I didn't know that your drink was drugged."

Kallum didn't like seeing her back then either, and only started to hate seeing her after what happened that night.

Kallum laughed coldly, thinking he must be nuts for staying and listening to her spout nonsense!

Calista suddenly turned the conversation and said, "Last night I used my phone to hit one of my attackers and he threw it out of the window. Later when you go back, your servants should be able to find it."

When she mentioned how she had narrowly escaped the night before, Kallum swallowed the sarcastic words that were almost out of his mouth. After all she did suffer a terrible scare the night before, which was probably the reason why her personality had turned a hundred and eighty degrees and she was saying these things to him now.

Calista continued, "Since I do research on medical science, sometimes an idea just popped up in my mind, so I always keep a small voice recorder on my cell phone key chain."

Kallum finally turned around, because he figured that Calista wouldn't mention a voice recorder for nothing.

"Before the party, Mirabelle came to look for me and said she wanted me to help her create an aphrodisiac that wouldn't do any harm to the body."

When he heard Mirabelle's name, Kallum's eyebrow twitched and he was ready to berate her but Calista continued without giving him a chance, "But because nobody had ever asked me to do something like that, I became afraid and I recorded the conversation." Calista laughed bitterly, remembering how her life was completely destroyed the night before in her previous life.

The broken phone and the voice recorder were never found in her previous life, but this time she should still be able to find these items in time.

Initially she didn't want to talk about this since she had decided to sever ties with Kallum, but she changed her mind.

It didn't matter how Kallum saw her, but why should she carry this reputation of being a shameless woman for the rest of her life?

"That night, the wine I gave you was poured by Mirabelle. I saw that you started reacting strangely so I brought you to the room. I could see you were suffering the effects of some sort of drug and I didn't want you to be embarrassed, and so I got everybody else out of the room and took out my acupuncture needles to try controlling the situation but you threw out my entire bag of needles. I saw that you were suffering and so I decided to just let you have sex with me." She recounted the night in a matter-of-fact tone, not changing despite the subject matter.

"After that you went to investigate and found out that I had previously created this sort of drug and concluded this must be my evil plan right? And why did you investigate in the first place? Because Mirabelle told you something, didn't she? You can go back and get someone to find that voice recorder, and it will explain everything."

Kallum clenched his fist and his anger pushed the tension in the room to its limit. "So you intend to put the blame on Mirabelle?"

He snorted, "Mirabelle is such a pure hearted girl and you have the gall to smear her?"

Such a pure hearted girl...

Calista laughed, her heart bursting with bitterness, hatred, anger! Yet she laughed harder and harder.

In this small room, the two of them were like standing at opposite ends of the same argument, refusing to agree nor give in. "So you're going to insist I'm smearing her? I said there's evidence but you still don't believe me?" Calista's smile grew colder and colder, to the point it was bone chilling.

Kallum on the other hand became angrier and angrier, sarcastically responding, "So if we can't find this voice recorder, are you going to say Mirabelle is the one who takes it away? Don't forget, she's on a performance tour right now and will only return after a month!" Calista didn't know how to describe her feelings anymore. She was on the verge of breaking down and screaming uncontrollably from her anger, but she clenched her teeth and tried to remain calm. "Can you tell me why?"

Her mesmerizing eyes continued to look dead straight at Kallum as she asked. "She's your childhood friend, but so am I! I've even known you earlier than her! And as your fiancée no less! Why do you only believe her and not me?"

"Because she's more innocent and kinder than you. You can never be compared to her," declared Kallum coldly as he opened the door to leave.

At this point Calista finally burst from her rage.

With a burst of energy she managed to push the door shut and slammed Kallum against the door. Angry that he had been pushed around like this, Kallum pushed her hands away and slammed her against the door instead. He was about to take a step back when Calista grabbed him tightly by the collar.

"Let go!" He did not want to resort to hitting a woman.

"No!"

Calista was amazingly stubborn right now - she was truly different from before. In the past she would never had dared to talk like this to Kallum, much less treat him like this.

"Let go!!" Kallum narrowed his eyes and tried to free himself, but he realized Calista was extremely strong, and he would have to injure her to break free from her grip.

"D*mn it, what the hell do you want?" He punched the door right next to Calista's ear.

The overwhelming anger was about to eat Calista up.

The two of them were only a few inches apart, and she looked up at him with a look in her eyes that he had never seen before.

That deep pain and unwillingness to admit defeat in her eyes was like the look of a vengeful spirit, instantly chilling Kallum's heart.

"Tell me now! What is it that makes you treat me so differently from her! Tell me and I'll let you go!"

"Humph," Kallum scoffed and stopped struggling. Instead he pushed her against the door, and brought his face closer to her, making sure she heard every word he said. "Sure, since you don't seem to know, I will help you remember why!"

"Do you remember? When I was fourteen, the three of us secretly went to the bungalow in the countryside to play and I fell into the water. You were just next to the pool but because you were afraid of water, you just stood there and watched me drown! In the last second before I lost consciousness, all I remember was that weak and cowardly expression on your face! If it wasn't for Mirabelle, I would have died! You tell me, why do I have a fiancée like you?"

His words shocked Calista, and she looked back at him in horror.