Her Rebirth of Retribution

Upon entering the gates of the Fairchild Manor, Calista headed straight to an annex, which served as Kallum's recuperation spot, where all unauthorized personnel were strictly prohibited from approaching.

Kallum was engrossed in reviewing documents. Since his health was stable and there was no immediate threat to his life, he took over most of the company's work, hoping to alleviate some of his father's stress instead of idling around every day. Seeing Calista enter, he put down the documents and instantly pieced things together upon noticing her grim expression. Something must've happened at school. Plus, since she's showing me her displeasure, it might have something to do with me. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Calista sat down on the couch by the bed, ignoring him.

"Oh no, who upset my baby?" he cooed.

Calista shot him a glare. "Can you not be so cheesy?"

She was so grossed out that she thought the old Kallum was better. Although he was arrogant, he was quiet. Even though he hated her, he was at least not this clingy.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"I didn't say anything wrong." Kallum leaned forward, a smile on his face as he reached out to ruffle her hair. "You're my sister, doesn't that make you my little baby?"

Even though he didn't want to acknowledge her as his sister, this title was the most suitable for their current situation. It served as a constant reminder for them to keep their feelings in check while providing a legitimate relationship status that allowed them to stay close to each other.

Before he was certain he would be able to survive, he would always restrain himself and strive to be a responsible older brother.

Calista looked at him with disgust, her expression indifferent. "If anyone upset me, it's you."

Kallum lifted his hands in surrender. "I didn't do anything the whole day!" I do have some work, but that's not what upset her, right?

Calista snorted. "Mirabelle came accusing me of being a mistress today, demanding that I stay away from you!"

Kallum's face fell. "I can't believe she would say something like that..."

"She wasn't like this before, but she seems agitated today. Perhaps someone or something pushed her to do so. It's been a long time since you last saw her, right?" Calista wore an ambiguous half-smile.

Kallum felt a chill run down his spine when her gaze bore into him. "I'll never see her again in the future. If you find her annoying, I'll—"

Calista interrupted him, "I'll deal with her myself! I stand by what I've said. I'll handle my enemies one by one! Honestly, I'm enjoying this feeling of suppressing them. They can't stand me, but they can't get rid of me either. It's quite satisfying!"

In truth, Kallum had many questions.

Calista had repeatedly mentioned seeking revenge and seemed to possess knowledge far beyond her station. Moreover, she had inexplicably acquired medical skills and a slew of enemies. No matter

how he looked at it, everything about

her was suspicious.

However, Kallum didn't want to dwell on that.

He gently brushed Calista's hair aside and murmured, "I'm just another card in your hand, right? You can use me to suppress those you want to, just like you were doing it yourself. But I wouldn't want your hands to be sullied." I'm even more afraid that I won't be around in the future to stand up for her when she needs me.

Calista had a feeling that after Kallum fell ill, he became increasingly cheesy.

"You think I'd forgive you because of that? If it weren't for you, my life would have been so much more peaceful! I wouldn't have all this mess to deal with!" she snapped.

"Yes, yes. It's all my fault," said Kallum, doting on his newfound sister unconditionally. He pulled a book out of her bag and said, "I could tutor you as my punishment for all the trouble I bring into your life. Advanced mathematics is my forte!" Calista's face flushed as she snatched the book away, glaring daggers at him. "I don't need your help! I can do it myself!"

Kallum looked at her lovingly. "Fine. Sorry for being nosy."

Calista huffed, pulling a long face as she flipped open the book and started studying.

A smirk tugged at the corner of Kallum's lips. For some reason, he found himself getting better at discerning various emotions from Calista's usually stoic face. She's so adorable!

Calista would've rolled her eyes if she knew he found her adorable.

Silence ensued as Kallum focused on his documents and Calista continued her studies. As time passed, a sense of harmony and warmth gradually filled the room, keeping the looming Grim Reaper away.

When Quintus came in to deliver the medicine and witnessed this scene, he didn't interrupt but felt even more grateful toward Calista. Before Ms. Calista arrived, Mr. Kallum appeared strong but was always shrouded in a cloud of despair, as if he were on the brink of giving up. However, once Ms. Calista showed up, Mr. Kallum instantly perked up. Shaun said that a patient's mood is crucial during treatment. As long as Ms. Calista stays, I believe Mr. Kallum will remain in high spirits.

While taking his medicine, Kallum glanced at Calista and noticed her wracking her brain over a math problem.

Limits, convergence of infinite integrals, indefinite integrals, coordinates...

Calista, who had always maintained

a calm demeanor, felt a surge of frustration when she saw the test questions. She wanted nothing more than to tear the books to shreds. But she couldn't; she was a top student on track to join the combined master's and doctoral program. In her previous life, she excelled in every subject, and she intended to keep it that way in this life as well.

As she flipped through the material and attempted to solve the problems, she realized she had almost forgotten everything she had learned before. After struggling for ten minutes, she felt an overwhelming urge to throw her pen in frustration.