Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 113 Do You Still Love Me

"Callie! Why did you push me?"

Push? Calista didn't respond. Mirabelle had employed these tactics before, but Calista no longer had the patience for such games.

Seeing her silent, Mirabelle lowered her gaze, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she nervously twisted her sleeve.

"I understand, you overheard me at the door, didn't you? I... I do have feelings for Kal, and I have for a very long time. But I know he's yours, I never meant to take him from you. Just being able to watch him from afar is enough for me... Callie, you've misunderstood me!" Had it been the old Calista, she might have been at a loss for words, her frustration bubbling up silently. But now, seeing Mirabelle's flawless act, both Calista and Kallum could only feel a wave of revulsion.

"Are you done talking? If you're finished, then leave. You have no place here anymore." Calista's words were cold and precise, each one hitting its mark as she stared directly into Mirabelle's eyes.

Mirabelle was taken aback, never having expected Calista to confront her so boldly. She was momentarily speechless, her face burning red with embarrassment.

Kallum looked at Calista intensely, his eyes tracing the contours of her face as if trying to peer into her soul. "How could you speak to Mirabelle like that? Apologize to her," he commanded, his voice deep and unreadable.

However, Mirabelle perceived this as the man standing up for her. She rose quickly, a look of confusion on her face. "Kal, don't be upset with Callie, she just misunderstood. Even though we were together every day, nothing happened. You need to clarify this to her quickly!" Her plea was tinged with desperation, as she attempted to highlight her innocence while subtly emphasizing her closeness to him.

She claimed nothing happened, but her words seemed to unintentionally flaunt her unique position. Mirabelle hadn't changed; she was still an expert at provoking others, using her supposed naiveté to underscore her sophistication.

Calista and Kallum locked eyes, each assessing the other. Under her scrutiny, Kallum found it difficult to look away, but his response was chillingly indifferent. "Why should I explain anything? What is she to me?" he asked flatly.

all wrong, I... I didn't mean to fall for Kal! But nothing happened between

it?" His gaze remained intensely fixed

the last time he would

change out of her rain-soaked clothes, yet he knew the angrier she became, the more she

a mask of indifference,

that if I like him, I

"Kal..."

her demeanor a mixture of shyness, surprise, and

really say that I like

faltering. Upon realizing her

best friend, and I shouldn't have done this, but.. I really like Kal! I couldn't help myself! If you must blame someone,

felt a surge of frustration. If it weren't for her shield of icy indifference, Mirabelle might have already grasped her hand, perpetuating her deceitful

to Mirabelle, her voice laced with puzzlement. "How on earth did you manage

Mirabelle was caught off guard by Calista's abrupt question,

glanced at Kallum, utterly bewildered. "How did you manage to do it? To claim you're my best friend

And you

your uncontrollable

forgive y

to play