Her Rebirth of Retribution

Calista took one step back and dodged Yelena's attempt to slap her, responding innocently, "I just didn't want the food to go to waste."

"ARGHHHHHH! You disgusting child! Why don't you just die!"

Yelena then started screaming at the servants. "Are you all blind? This stupid girl has gone insane! Tie her up now!"This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

The servants suddenly sprang into action and quickly made a grab for Calista, but they had all forgotten that Calista was very strong. Calista's grandfather wanted her to learn the Energy Needle technique that was passed down from generation to generation of the Staffords, so he made her train her Energy that would help in learning this technique. She trained her Energy every day and became very strong as a result.

When she saw them coming, Calista turned the marble coffee table over with just one kick. "Let's see who dares to touch me!"

The glass shattered all over the floor, making everyone present gasp in shock. Yelena stared at Calista with huge eyes as if she didn't know who she was, wondering if she was possessed!

Most of the others had the same thoughts as Yelena, but Calista didn't wait for them to react. She stood in the middle of the living room and continued speaking with a smile, "Mrs. Stafford, don't forget, Quincy is still waiting for me to write the thesis that will qualify her for that college! The previous two theses that got awards were all written by me and this is the last one needed, or would you rather I go on strike this time?" Yelena was so furious, her eyes nearly falling out of her head. She never expected Calista to turn around and blackmail her!

Calista found her face smeared with sauce so hilarious, she continued laughing and said, "Well you could tie me up, or even kill me, but I guarantee you - if you touch a single hair of mine, I won't write that last thesis. Don't you know how capable that daughter of yours really is? Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Yelena wanted to make another move but stopped herself when she thought about what Calista said. It was difficult to guarantee a space at the college she wanted to send Quincy to, and so she really did not dare to touch Calista.

Calista heard the sound of a car driving in and gave a creepy smile.

"You haven't settled last night's matter right? Your guest is here, and you're going to receive him looking like this?"

She exerted an invisible pressure with every word, and there was something frightening in the way she smiled. Yelena felt her heart was about to stop and found herself unable to say anymore to her.

She screeched at the servants, "Hurry up and clear the place! My guest is here!"

Settling what happened the night before was the most urgent matter at hand, she would come back at Calista later! She glared one last time at Calista, then turned and went upstairs to change.

The servants exchanged glances, then scrambled to tidy up the place.

This was the first time they saw Calista dare to stand up to Yelena in all their years of employment!

Calista smiled as she had guessed who would be coming. So she took a seat and waited to ruin this meeting.

The servants quickly brought in a new coffee table and a new pot of coffee.

Wyatt Langley came in to see a young lady with a high ponytail and elegant cheongsam, quietly seated on the white sofa. Her features were exquisite and gave off a gentle air, like ladies in old Chanaean paintings were portrayed. Yet in this gentle air there was a prickly sort of atmosphere, and this lady was not as easily bullied as she seemed. It was difficult to imagine someone gentle yet prickly at the same time.

When she heard him coming in, Calista did not get up to receive him, but instead just glanced over. Wyatt was surprised to find that she had a very special pair of eyes, each pupil sparkled and was full of mystery, so beautiful he nearly stopped breathing. Yet at the same time he felt a strange feeling in his chest and thought, if only her stare wasn't so cold.

Calista guessed it right - if that mother and daughter pair needed someone to shut those two men up, Wyatt would be their best bet.

"Have a seat."

Calista smiled at him, but he just stood there frozen, as if he didn't know who she was, so she had no choice but to introduce herself, "I'm Calista. Judging from your expression, you don't remember me huh?"

Wyatt was stunned by how beautiful her smile was, then suddenly he realized what she just said. Calista? She was Calista?

Wyatt furrowed his brow subconsciously.

He was Quincy's cousin on Yelena's side of the family, so naturally he had seen Calista before.

The Langleys were a very well-to-do family, and even though they were not as wealthy as the Fairchilds, they were still one of the top families. This sort of family would never have allowed their daughter to marry into the Stafford family. But Yelena was an illegitimate daughter of the Langleys, so on the contrary, she had married up.

Wyatt was a legitimate heir of the Langleys, so by right, these two should not have had any dealings with one another.

But Yelena was very good at gaining others' favor, so even though she was born in such despised circumstances, she made sure to make herself as small and humble as possible in front of the Lins. Quincy was also an excellent sweet talker, always calling Wyatt her cousin like she was calling an elder brother, and since Wyatt didn't have a younger sister, he was more than happy to treat her like a real younger sister since she always seemed so lovely.

Wyatt had heard many stories from Quincy about how Calista always bullied her since they were young, and he had seen her from afar several times, and thought that this girl was always very quiet and very rude. But this time she seemed like a completely different person!

Wyatt had a curious look on his face - he worked for the police, and was extra wary when he came across anything suspicious, it was just part and parcel of his job. "So it's you..."

His attitude quickly turned cold and formal, "Where's my aunt? And Quincy?"

Calista poured him a cup of tea. The entire living room only had two of them, and it was very quiet.

"They suddenly have something on, so they left me here to entertain you. Well, Officer Langley, the Fairchilds sent two murder suspects to your station last night, right?"

The moment she mentioned his work, Wyatt immediately put up his guard and his eyes became alert. "That case involves several parties and is in the midst of investigation, why do you ask?"

Calista smiled, "Don't be so nervous."

She took a sip of tea and continued with ease, "Their ugly deeds were uncovered last night because I overheard them talking about what they did and I exposed them in front of everyone. Mrs. Fairchild didn't let me go to the police station in order to protect me, but I thought I should let you know."

Wyatt's sharp features suddenly turned serious, "You mean you heard it with your own ears?"

Calista nodded.

But Wyatt laughed coldly in reply, "I don't understand why they would suddenly talk about their crimes, and then you happened to overhear it? What is even more puzzling is why the Fairchilds would hide you away when you're supposedly the main witness." "That's because...they were going to rape me when it happened."

Calista's calm voice shocked Wyatt, so she smiled and said, "They didn't get their way, To protect my reputation, I will not testify. Since you've found the body, it doesn't matter whether I testify or not. The bigger problem is, why did those two men choose me as their victim?"

A light briefly flashed through her eyes. "This is why she called you over today. If she needed someone to shut those two up, you'd be the right person to call."

Wyatt immediately understood what she was implying. "Are you trying to say my aunt hired them to harm you?"