Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 218 At The Banquet

Calista shook her head. “Sterling clearly isn’t in his right mind right now. Even if your men are highly skilled, I fear they wouldn’t be able to save my father before Sterling acts. Now, we might as well go and seet for ourselves. I’m quite curious about how he managed to return from Corleon!”

She paused for a moment, turning her gaze toward Kallum. “I’m sorry for dragging you into this.”

Kallum wasn’t fit enough to be out and about given his current circumstances, which was why Calista felt apologetic.

With a raised eyebrow and a smug smile, Kallum suggested, “If you’re truly sorry, how about giving me a kiss?”

Calista chuckled, but deep down, she was still filled with worry. In this life, though she never planned on being a good daughter, she didn’t want Benedict to just die like that. His previous life had been filled with enough sorrow. This life, he deserved a better ending.

“Don’t worry.” Seeing her downcast, Kallum comforted her, his tone turning dangerous. “It’s good to comer him, so he can’t escape. Rest assured, after tonight, there won’t be anyone named Sterling in this world anymore. Your father will be safe.”

That night, at Sterling’s suburban villa.

A procession of luxury cars rolled in one after the other. As the occupants stepped out, they exchanged puzzled glances, clueless about what was happening.

Originally, they had decided not to associate with Sterling. However, in the afternoon, Sterling unexpectedly called them, declaring his intention to reconcile with Kallum. He even assured them that Kallum would definitely come that evening.

Carrying this peculiar sentiment, they all arrived without prior arrangement. In the world of business, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. Even if the Wolfords and the Fairchilds had made amends, it wouldn’t be anything out of the ordinary. They had been invited over and over again, with insistence that they must come. This made their feelings somewhat delicate.

the atmosphere felt strange and unsettling. The food had clearly been reheated, only to be left to cool down again. The grand hall was devoid of any servants, with only Sterling standing at the entrance to welcome them. He then ushered them in, encouraging

no music, no ambiance. Though called a banquet, it felt eerily like a funeral. The guests murmured in hushed

moment, a servant

to the butler, his question laced with

he was holding, and scurried away, completely ignoring his surroundings. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

that moment, Calista and Kallum arrived.

family’s mansion, lost in thought. “Sterling has

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or is planning to escape. Once you go in, try to stand near the window. I’ll have someone constantly checking to see if he’s laid any other

the time to remind Calista thoroughly. It was as if he was sending

her eyes, Calista reached out

you, I’m not

he found her

concern was that they had been tricked by Sterling into coming.

Kallum and Calista had cold expressions. Upon entering, Calista swept her surroundings before directing

where’s

Fairchild family hadn’t come for the banquet, but for revenge! The reason being, Sterling had captured. Calista’s

didn’t falter in the slightest. With a clap of his hands, someone brought Benedict out. Benedict didn’t seem to have suffered much, just a bit shocked and dazed. Upon seeing Calista, he seemed to have found his anchor

immediately moved from behind. him to escort Benedict aside. He needed to conduct a thorough check first; only if there were no issues would