Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 398 Wash Carpet

At that moment, Calista's voice came from above, causing Yelena's tear-streaked face to twitch uncontrollably. "You've dirtied the carpet." "No... I didn't!" replied Yelena.

"Take it to the yard and give it a proper wash. I'll have Richard fetch the water for you."

Yelena panicked because her hands would surely not be able to bear scrubbing the carpet in that kind of weather.

"You seem unwilling." Calista looked at Yelena with a troubled expression.

"Benedict... Benedict..." The look in Calista's eyes genuinely frightened Yelena, causing her to fall before Benedict in a plea for help. However, Yelena's makeup was smeared by tears, making her look like a ghost. How could she possibly stir up any sympathy from Benedict, especially considering that she had been dishonest first?

"All this fuss over a simple mistake, honestly! I'm not going to care about this anymore!" After Benedict finished speaking, he left the room with a stern expression, leaving Yelena helplessly staring at his retreating figure.

Behind Yelena was the faint laughter of Calista. "If you don't finish cleaning today, there won't be any dinner for you."

Calista found being the bad guy incredibly satisfying, especially when seeing the other party powerless to resist. It made her want to torment Yelena mercilessly!

"Of course, if you think it's too cruel to make you scrub the carpet with cold water in this freezing weather, the door is right there. You're welcome to leave at your own pace. No need for me to see you out." With a single sentence, Calista had grasped Yelena's lifeline. Yelena glared at Calista with resentment, wishing she could tear the latter to pieces! "How could you be so heartless? I was once your stepmother! Aren't you afraid of others talking behind your back for treating me like this?"

Calista stood up, crossing her arms as she stared at Yelena sprawled on the carpet, a picture of disarray. "I don't care. After all, I learned all these from you. Enjoy it."

After saying that, she ascended the stairs with a smile.

from prison. Maybe I can perish together with Calista! That wild

carpet, smiling faintly. I bet she's thinking she can just endure this, but a

lot had been happening recently in the bustling Horington. After nearly two years of laying low, Kallum had made a dramatic return to the business world. His first move was to target the Ingram family, causing a stir in the entire business community. His actions were a bold declaration

was only natural that Quincy would not choose to follow them into ruin. Upon learning that Quincy had returned to the Wolford family, Yelena

family was nearly ruined, they could still ensure the mother and daughter had enough to eat and stay warm.

care about all that. At that moment, she was at the Sinclair residence,

Calista was about to leave,

her mind could catch up, her body had already

as though he had received something

Halfway through her painting,

Calista found herself growing

under the winter sun. At

with a paintbrush held between his teeth. "Callie, do you really

taken aback, but

aren't

he was sketching, he glanced at her expression.

and found a rare moment to dodge that question. Yet, it was brought up again. Facing Ambrose, she sighed inwardly. "I suppose a part of me is

at which

began to slow

sense of maturity, utterly unrelated to his youthful appearance, emerged on his clean and handsome face. "Do you

quite desirable..." However, Calista couldn't help but smile, finally shaking her head, "All of that seems too far away from me." Ambrose chuckled, a hint of bitterness flickering unintentionally in his usually radiant eyes.