Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 435

Chapter 435 The Long Wait

This time, Francine didn't hold back and quickly said, "I told her that her family would marry her off to that man if she didn't take her own life. That man had already beaten two of his wives to death. So, you see..."

Tears streamed down Francine's face as she continued, "I told her that living like this is worse than death itself. If she were to die, her family would inherit a fortune, and she would be free from this miserable life. If she doesn't choose death, she's bound to end up with that old man!"

"Why did you relay a message for Fielding, then?"

Upon hearing the mention of Fielding, Francine was so infuriated that she was practically seething with anger.

"He's the one who led me astray! He told me that the girl was an easy target! He promised me a million if I could just push her over the edge! It was a million for just a few words! I couldn't resist the temptation! I've never seen so much money in my entire life..."

As Francine continued rambling on, Fielding's expression grew increasingly grim. Maisie's face had long since lost all color. Even though Kallum had used illicit means to force out the truth, at this moment, no one was blaming him. Everyone stepped back, clearing a circular space. Fielding and Maisie were sitting on the ground, unsure of what to do next.

Having clarified the facts, Kallum lost interest in dealing with them. The unfortunate girl was already dead, so what awaited them was merely the harshest condemnation from both the law and morality.

With a casual wave of his hand, he ordered for the evidence to be delivered to the police station.

The wrongdoers were severely punished, and the crowd gradually laid down their arms. Having made all the fuss only to realize that they had been used as pawns, they felt utterly frustrated.

Someone stirred the pot again, saying, "We're only half an hour away from six o'clock. The three-day agreement is almost upon us, but we still haven't seen Calista. She hasn't run off, has she?"

Kallum glanced at the person and said, "What's the rush? We still have half an hour."

indifferent, yet it inexplicably sent a chill down the

one sentence from him, no one else dared

to lighten, and the winter dawn was bitterly cold. During the previous emotional upheaval, the chill hadn't registered. But now, the final half hour seemed to stretch

"What a lively scene!"

approached. With a surge of energy,

in an uproar. It's the President! The President

have you taken

when a large group of people approached with an aggressive demeanor. He feared that an irreparable

However, when he

him it would be okay, that he could handle it. So,

just a minor issue and has been taken

age, Kallum's work ethic was truly commendable. If he were to run for a seat in the council, participate in the elections, then the

he said, "It's fine as long as everything is handled well.

knows, I might

the President to come in and have a seat, but he

It won't be long,

so, Kallum ordered all the lights in Fairchild Manor to be turned on. In an instant, the manor shone like

Now, all that was left for him to do was

a steady stream of people arrived, many

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