Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 346 Making Their Escape

Kallum led Calista upward with unwavering determination, not pausing even as they reached the rooftop of the fourth floor. Pushing forward, they climbed higher.

“Did you manage to set up a zip line without me knowing?” Calista speculated aloud, pondering the likelihood of a discreet escape route involving sliding down from the rooftop, which seemed the most logical setup she could imagine.

Kallum merely offered a mysterious smile in response, keeping his plans close to his chest.

Once they reached the highest accessible point, they quickly secured the door behind them. From a distance, a thunderous noise grew increasingly intense, startling not only Calista but also alarming the entire Langley residence who were taken aback by the audacity of the intrusion.

Someone had dared to break into their fortress–like home, with the audacious plan of a helicopter escape, and yet, they had caught no sight of the perpetrator.

Calista couldn’t help but find the situation both amusing and frustrating. What can I say? This is so typical of Kallum. No matter the circumstance, Kallum always opted for the most straightforward and efficient means to achieve his objectives, never shying away from bold, attention–grabbing strategies.

The pounding on the door intensified as Hans‘ voice echoed with growing frustration from the other side, “Who’s there? If you had the nerve to come this far, why lack the courage to show yourself?”

spectacle above as a rope ladder was lowered from

the rooftop door was forcibly breached, Kallum’s grip on Calista’s hand

and Kallum dashed towards the rooftop’s edge. They leaped onto the railing, using the momentum to

as Kallum grabbed the rope ladder and Calista clung to him. They dangled precariously under the helicopter as it maneuvered downward briefly before ascending again, their daring escape drawing screams from the crowd below, nearly loud enough to rival

was so dark, dyed in shades of deep blue and black,

breath, feeling a profound sense of humiliation. Caught completely off guard, he was forced to witness the audacious escape of two mysterious figures right under his nose. The frustration of being just moments foo late to catch them was

themselves from potential capture, both Kallum and Calista breathed

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was a secondary thrill to the freedom she felt that night. For the first time, Calista had completely let go of her reservations, placing her entire trust in someone else. And Kallum had proved himself

eyes shone brightly,

the moment and the stunning view, Kallum was

silence speak, he leaned in and kissed Calista, their lips meeting in the soft morning light. As they hung suspended in the air on the swaying ladder, the horizon blushed with the dawn, reflecting the new warmth between them. Their kiss, although brief, was charged with emotion, its

Calista looked up to see Kallum’s wind–tousled hair and the intense, jewel–like

to you,” Kallum said, his voice blending with the wind

him with a mix of confusion and surprise. “Why thank me?” she asked. He was the one who

gently on her head, the sound of his heartbeat clear in the quiet that followed. “Thank you for trusting me,”