Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 143 The Plea At The Doorstep Despite the outrageous words spoken, Kallum found himself chuckling softly. How could his Callie be so adorable? If it was as simple as that, would she have wagered such a high stake? Would she have instinctively shielded him in a split second without any tto think? Would she have noticed his mood and comforted him? Calista was too captivating. He could never get enough of her.

Kallum once again traced her back with a somewhat greedy touch. He sterilized the areas he had kissed with alcohol, carefully wiping several times before applying the medicine and dressing her wounds. "All right, I'll call for Shaun." Kallum announced as he rose to his feet, and a wave of relief washed over Calista. She felt as if she could finally breathe again. She didn't understand why his presence behind her had been so oppressive, but she didn't dwell on it. After receiving her injection, she decided to freshen up and go to bed. She was utterly exhausted from the day's events.

Benedict was in a state of disbelief when he learned that Mirabelle was responsible for Calista's injury. Hadn't that girl always presented herself well in the past? How could she have done such a thing? He wanted to visit Calista, but was rejected. What's more, it was Kallum who personally turned him away. For sreason, Benedict suddenly felt as though Calista was not there as a daughter, but rather as if she had already married into the Fairchild family. Otherwise, why would it be so difficult for him, her father, to see her? Moreover, the attitude of his "son-in-law" was so assertive, his gaze even conveyed a sense of possession, as if Calista was his private property.

"Mr. Kallum! Is Callie really all right?" Even though they were godfamily, Benedict dared not overstep boundaries with Kallum, maintaining the scautious demeanor as before.

Kallum was fiercely protective of anyone who dared to pry into his woman's life. For sreason, his desire for control had intensified after falling ill. Previously, his focus was on power and control over the corporation, but now, i He was deeply grateful toward Benedict for birthing Calista. However, now that she was in his home, she belonged to him. The old man really seemed to be missing the point.

Quintus wiped his sweat off to the side, he could practically guess what Kallum was thinking. However, he thought that this wasn't fair for Calista as she had yet to marry. "Callie is doing well, and the Fairchild family won't mistreat her. You can rest assured. As the head of a family, you should prioritize your business, so try not to visit her unnecessarily." Kallum spoke with an air of arrogance, his words laced with impatience. Benedict was stunned as Kallum finished his words. This was his daughter, right? It had to be, right? "Um... okay, I'll leave Callie in your care, Mr. Kallum." Even though he was clearly reluctant, Benedict still agreed to it. His ability to know his place pleased Kallum greatly.

"Good, from now on, avoid any transactions with the Langley family, the Wolford family, and their branch families. Dealing directly with the Fairchild family when necessary should be sufficient." Kallum made his demand directly, he knew all too well. If he didn't assert himself, Benedict would surely be deceived! Sure enough, Benedict wore a troubled expression. "Just a few days ago, I negotiated a deal with the Langley family. After all, the Langleys are my in-laws, they wouldn't..." Kallum furrowed his brows. "Gunner." As soon as he finished speaking, Gunner emerged from the shadows, much like an ancient personal shadow guard, always at beck and call. ""Yes, Mr. Kallum." "Escort Mr. Stafford back later and cancel this deal. The penalty for breach of contract will be paid by the Fairchild family. Additionally, stay with the Stafford family during this period and help them keep an eye on things, to prevent any opportunists from taking- advantage." Benedict was taken aback. He was baffled as to why someone of his modest capabilities would have the honor of being assigned Kallum's confidant.

"You don't need to say more," Kallum interrupted Benedict, silencing any words he had intended to say. "If you're willing, you can becpart of the Fairchild family. We'll handle all matters for you. All you need to do is be a little diligent and ambitious. Consider this a token of my affection for Callie. She once mentioned that you're not cut out for business, and she was always worried that someone with ill e intentions might take advantage of you." Initially, Benedict had his doubts. However, he was somewhat touched upon hearing the latter part of the conversation. It was all because of Calista. It was rare for her to be so concerned about him, even going as far as to ask "let' to lend a hand, sending people ensure his safety. If he were to reject this, it would be akin to not appreciating a good deed.

was centered on a woman.

Hence, he nodded, grinning as he said, "I appreciate it, Mr. Kallum. I'm really not cut out for business..." He preferred when others made all the decisions, and he just followed along.

And so, in his naive way, Benedict had tied his own small family to the Fairchild family.

After making sure that there were no oversights, Kallum presented him with him several collaboration proposals that the Stafford family could handle.

With Gunner's help, they were likely to make a substantial profit. Benedict laughed heartily, his eyes disappearing into crescent moons. In the end, he completely forgot about meeting his own daughter and walked away contentedly.

Only after he stepped out the door did he begin to feel a tinge of regret.

"Darn it! Callie's mental state was a bit off as she had been very upset. I forgot to tell Mr. Kallum about it." Gunner scoffed, finding Benedict's worries unnecessary. After all, nothing could go wrong with Calista under the Fairchild family's care.

He said nonchalantly, "With Mr. Kallum around, there's no need to worry."

Benedict nodded in agreement and sighed. "Kallum is truly remarkable! Even godfamily receives special treatment, the Fairchild family's in-laws are truly fortunate."

Gunner thought about those relatives who were timid around the young master, and then looked at the m middle-aged man in front of him who was laughing a bit foolishly. He coldly remarked, "You're just lucky to have such a good daughter."