Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 437

Chapter 437 Are You Ready To Be A Star

Kallum's voice was incredibly hoarse, and he had a dazed and harmless look on his face.

It was rare of him to give off such a vibe. When he was alert, he was always full of vigor and vitality, radiating an intensity and warmth akin to that of a diamond.

Calista nodded. "Do you want to sleep on the bed?

Kallum stared at his computer. "But there is still an unfinished document..."

"You can deal with those tomorrow."

"But this document is of utmost urgency. It simply can't wait until tomorrow."

Calista pulled out her trump card and bent over to whisper in his ear, "Don't tell me you've forgotten? You said it yourself that you wanted a reward for this matter, remember?"

Kallum's previously muddled mind suddenly became alert.

I mentioned before that I would want consummation once this matter was

resolved. Could it be that...

Calista nodded. "Yes, that's right. I agree to it, so let's go to bed!"

Go to bed?

In that moment, Kallum felt as if he had been injected with a shot of adrenaline, standing up with a renewed vigor.

Ten minutes later, Kallum found himself feeling nonplussed while being held in Calista's embrace.

"Is this what you call consummation?" Sleeping on the same bed, at most, could be considered sharing a bed.

Doesn't hugging

with a reasoned argument, but

to sleep,

muttering softly,

"What did you say?"

said

three seconds, he had

than when he had

her fingers carefully brushing against his long eyelashes. His eyes fluttered slightly, yet he didn't open them, only furrowing his brows slightly. The corners of his mouth seemed to lift a

just

what kind of person are

help but regard him as the brightest light in the world, irresistibly drawn to him like a moth to

beautiful eyes before she lowered her gaze and gently planted

of the kiss, but he involuntarily tightened his grip

the next day, it

reclaim what was rightfully his, but seeing Calista clutching her

choice

dressed, her unintentional display of a graceful figure almost

so starved that it was as

Joel.ne

only tasted the fruit of my labor once! Just once! If one were to spread this around, it could go

staring blankly as she changed her

it, but could you not stare at me like

me feel like a I'm a lamb that's about to get

what he wanted to eat.

uttering a

awake! The President suggested that we should arrange a press conference as soon as possible. What

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