Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 312 Who Is He To Your

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“And this is my gift to you–a research center dedicated entirely to you. Here, you’re the boss!” As Kallum uttered these words, he gently removed the blindfold from Calista’s eyes.

The white gauze, intertwined with strands of her long, dark hair, fluttered in the breeze, then drifted away into the distance. Slowly, Calista opened her eyes, and what she saw first was an imposing, castle–like

structure.

It stood majestically amidst a vibrant sea of flowers, the severe stone walls contrasting starkly with the gentle blooms around it, crafting a picturesque scene reminiscent of a fairy tale. In the distance, the presence of a serene lake added an element of natural fortification, reinforcing the seclusion and impregnability of this sanctuary.

This place was clearly designed with privacy in mind, perhaps due to its association with the Fairchilds.

Suddenly. Calista began to feel a headache coming on, a sharp pain as if needles were pricking her temples. Unfortunately, Kallum, caught up in the moment, didn’t notice her discomfort.

“Do you like it here? The water in this lake is filtered and crystal clear, and although it’s devoid of fish, the scenery alone is quite stunning,” Kallum pointed out enthusiastically.

gestured toward the top of the building. “Up there, above the fifth floor, there’s an observation deck. It’s the perfect spot to relax during

rosemary isn’t to your liking, we can have other flowers planted. Whether it’s roses or lavender, it’s completely your choice. There’s no special warrant in effect for this place, so it’s completely private. No

more than he usually did. This place was a testament to the extensive and secretive efforts he had put into making it just right. In addition to the research center, he had also included a comfortable bedroom, a wine cellar, a gym, among other amenities. He had envisioned it as a retreat where he and Calista could spend countless intimate moments, just the two of them secluded from the world.

incessantly, exacerbating her pain. It even

her strength, she asked slowly, clearly,

question. He turned to face her, noticing for the first time her flushed face and bloodshot eyes. “What’s wrong, Calista?” he exclaimed, reaching

his

shrugged off his hands. “Horatio Ingram, who

reflexively, “He was

how it

seemed the least threatening to her now appeared menacing, every touch of his feeling like a

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access chapters of novels early and in

tracks. He sensed that aggravating her further might be dangerous given her

won’t come closer…” Kallum watched her intently, “Can you tell me what’s wrong? Isn’t this place beautiful? Don’t you like it?”

place

by fields of rosemary, with a majestic castle–like building, crystal–clear water, and the tranquil sounds of bird song in the

this place harbored

derived from rosemary, drinking water from the lake, and awakening each

homeless frequently vanished. Surely, she

K Virus, the creation of human test subjects–surely