Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 227 Kallum Has Turned Into A Doll

And there's still Kallum... In Harvey's calculating eyes, there gleamed a shrewd glint.

It seemed almost too coincidental that Kallum had emerged as that rare fortunate one percent. Harvey couldn't resist wondering if luck was indeed on his side.

Meanwhile, the Fairchild Manor had become a bustling hub of activity, with a steady stream of visitors arriving each day.

The motivations of these visitors were not always transparent, but most were there to probe the depths of the truth about Kallum's condition.

Kallum and Silas had decided that hiding away was not a sustainable solution. After much deliberation, they planned a family banquet under the guise of celebrating Wanda's birthday. Officially, it was a festive gathering, but unofficially, it was a strategic move to allow close associates and skeptics alike to see Kallum firsthand.

Many of Kallum's friends were in attendance as well. Over the past year, face-to-face encounters with Kallum had been rare, their interactions largely confined to the digital realm of video calls. Consequently, when the news of the family hosting a banquet spread, each of them made it their priority to attend.

The day of the banquet saw the mansion brilliantly illuminated, its location in a sea of expensive houses made it the center of attention.

Despite the pretext of a family banquet, the underlying concern for Kallum's well-being was palpable. If he truly had recovered, many would need to reassess their positions and perhaps behave subserviently to return to get into the Fairchilds' good graces. However, if the Fairchild family was concealing the truth, the implications could stir endless speculation. The Fairchilds had long been a prominent and enduring prestigious family, often the subject of envy and intrigue, though Calista had yet to witness the complexities of these internal dynamics, let alone the outsiders.

another, turning the driveway into

naturally the first to be greeted, although

Shaw, the son of a real estate tycoon from Summerbank and a childhood friend of Kallum, expressed his disappointment. Remus' grandparents resided in Horington, and

quite frail; are you feeling better now or not?" Louis

at them both, his internal debate on whether to reveal the truth of his condition ending with him choosing silence. Instead, he grumbled, "What could possibly be wrong with me?

on the back, offered a half-hearted joke, "You're already quite fortunate. They say, there's always a

smile touched Kallum's lips as he thought of

she a blessing? Assuming I won't die, of

voice cautious, "Gentlemen, please be mindful. Mr. Kallum is still very weak. Even

stepped back abruptly, looking guiltily at his hands. "Why didn't you say so earlier? I wouldn't have touched him if I knew. He's truly turned into a doll!" Kallum fixed him with a glare, though the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. "Even in my

always the boss!" Remus replied with a

corner buzzed with laughter, elsewhere the

uneasily at his daughter, impeccably dressed and seated on the couch. "Is Mr. Kallum really all right? People have been asking me lately, and it's been making me feel uneasy." Benedict genuinely hoped for the best for Kallum, feeling a deep sense of guilt over the circumstances that had ensnared them both. If only I

me a message, claiming he had kidnapped Yelena and demanded a million for her release. He also warned me not to tell anyone, or else he would hurt her. When saw the photo he sent, it looked like Yelena, and I couldn't reach her

a headache brewing at her father's naivete. Considering his past, it was no wonder he had been swindled so thoroughly, his judgment often lacking