Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 13 The First Strike Back

Calista finished talking and loosed her grip. Quincy felt her legs go weak and she collapsed onto the floor.

Her face was all white, and when she looked back up at Calista, she suddenly felt fear in her heart.

When she thought about the police and what the Fairchilds could do, she became terribly anxious and didn't say any more, instead escaping up the stairs.

Calista originally intended to go back to her own room, but then she suddenly smelled something delicious in the kitchen and realized that she hadn't eaten much at Fairchild Manor earlier, plus she went through so much the night before and she was starving now. She made a turn towards the kitchen and saw two maids preparing snacks for tea.

"I'm hungry." Calista leaned against the door and suddenly spoke, startling the two maids who were chatting with each other. She didn't wait for their response and continued, "Prepare some food and send it to my room."

Quincy had told all the servants to leave the living room earlier, so nobody saw how Calista treated Quincy earlier. So when they heard her give instructions like this, they all thought she had gone mad.

Unfortunately she turned and left before they could even react, and they missed their chance to mock her.

One of the maids threw her gloves on the kitchen top and said angrily, "Can't she see that we're very busy? Does she really think she's the Ms. Calista now?"

The older maid replied, "What does it matter? Isn't there a bit of food leftover from lunch? Just pour a bit of soy sauce on it and send it upstairs. She eats anything anyway."

She said this mockingly, because Calista of the past never dared to be picky about her food.

Of course Calista had no idea what they were talking about downstairs because she was looking at herself in the mirror, feeling rather strange.

She was still young and tender at eighteen, and even though her thick fringe covered half her face, she still looked fairly sweet.

combed all her hair back and tied it into a high ponytail, revealing

mirror, she laughed to

hairstyle because her stepmother had said that it looked nice on her. But did it really look nice? Yelena was just afraid that Calista would

on the door. When Calista opened the door, there was nobody outside, but there was half a bowl of leftover pasta

laugh piteously at herself. What sort of life did she use to lead, she thought, a life where she couldn't even get to eat warm

at home. When her father wasn't home, she wasn't even allowed to sit at the table. The things she had to eat in a dark corner were possibly

ate this without saying a word, what she would get in return was not the reputation of being humble and content, instead

cup of

not to see Calista and continued to mind their own business. Calista held up the bowl of food

for her daughter! Earlier Quincy had phoned her and said the Fairchilds would continue to investigate what happened the night before and would definitely force the two men to

appear in front of her at this time made her

her. How dare she appear in front of me so

the Ms. Calista of

up, and was still wearing last night's dress from the Fairchilds. She looked completely different and Yelena's

all your hair up! You're dressed so provocatively at such

always behaved very differently at home from what she was in public, and Calista had

she turned the bowl in her hands. "Mrs. Fairchild, is my father on the verge of bankruptcy? I'm the Ms. Calista of the Stafford family and I have to eat this sort of cr*p? If we're really so poor, then we shouldn't hire so many servants to pretend we're still rich, just

busying themselves in the living room. But none of them panicked because in this

this? There are many out there with no food to eat you know? Who are

very high and they made her look mean when she

now huh? Even if you don't want to eat this, you have

looked at all the servants standing by the side watching this show and all the delicious food on the coffee table, and suddenly she felt