Her Vengeful Rebirth ( Calista ) Novel

Chapter 17 Give Me A Few Minutes To Explain 

Kallum saw that she was still standing there and even knew Ava’s name, and he couldn’t help but snort, “And what’s that got to do with you? You seem to know the people around me very well huh.” 

His tone of voice was demeaning, but Calista had no time to argue with him. She jumped over the cas and ran towards the apartments – saving someone’s life was more important! 

She took a while to locate the right block and go upstairs. She managed to find Ava’s unit and knocked on the door and there was no answer. 

It can’t be that nobody’s here, she thought. She was very sure that Ava had died in her own house. Suddenly she remembered the news had also shown photos of where she died. She had been killed in a very small space, so it was possible that there was a secret room in Ava’s house! 

Ava was the head secretary of a multinational company, and it wasn’t safe to just leave documents lying around in her house, so it made sense for her to have a secret room of sorts for this purpose. 

When Calista thought about this, she became calm because she knew that the murderer might be looking at her right now from behind the door. “Carson, I know you’re inside.” 

Her voice was not very loud and this door was fairly soundproof, but he should have been able to hear 

her. 

Calista wasn’t able to pry open the heavy door that was locked electronically, so the only way was to get someone to open it from the inside. 

There was no sound coming from inside, but Calista did not become anxious and continued calmly, “The police have already surrounded your house and found the head you hid in the wall. I was the one who called the police, and I’ve been following you. So now I’m very sure you’re inside, are youre you don’t want to let me in?” 

She took out her phone that was actually not turned on, and said, “I’ve come by myself and 1 ju to talk to you one on one. Or do you really want me to call the police?” 

There was a soft clicking sound as the door unlocked and opened. 

Calista’s heart started pounding. She pushed the door the furthest it could go and saw that the doorw was completely empty. She took a deep breath and continued walking, and after a few steps, she felt that something was not right. 

She immediately turned back but a shadowy figure suddenly jumped down from somewhere and came charging at her with a knife! This person had kept himself suspended above the door with the help of the narrow doorway walls, and was going to kill her without letting her say anything! 

There was no time for Calista to analyze this situation and she could only use her elbow to block the attack. She was mentally prepared to be hurt, but she was also prepared to return the attack tenfold! 

But she never felt the pain she had anticipated, because someone came in and pulled her out of harm’s way in an instant. Then another person rushed in and kicked Carson to the floor. 

Clang! The bloodied kitchen knife clattered onto the floor. Carson didn’t expect that Calista had not 

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come by herself! He quickly got back on his feet and tried grabbing at someone to hold him hostage, but he was no match for this professional top level bodyguard. With just a few moves, the bodyguard had pressed Carson firmly against the floor and asked worriedly, “Mr. Kallum! Are you alright? You’re 

hurt!” 

Calista stared at Kallum in shock. She thought he had already left, so why was he here? And more importantly, why did he save her? 

Kallum frowned and pushed her away, saying with some irritation in his voice, “I’m fine.” 

e turned his attention to the man on the floor and demanded an answer from Carson, “Why are 

looking for Ava?” 

Kallum could think of a million terrible reasons why this man could have wanted to attack his secretary and glared at him murderously. 

At this point Carson had not yet become the cold blooded serial killer who had killed more than ten victims in previous life, so he was terrified by Kallum’s glare and stuttered in reply, “She…she’s from the same village as me, but she’s so successful now and pretends not to know me…” 

Kallum had not thought that the reason was so simple – what a waste of his time! 

“Send him straight to the police! And call an ambulance!” 

“Got it. Mr. Kallum!” All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Calista had never imagined that the bloody battle she was prepared to fight was settled so easily because of Kallum’s interference. 

Color had drained from her face, but Kallum had gone looking for Ava in the room. 

There was a secret room in the house as Calista had thought, and Ava was inside. But her face was pale and she was unconscious. 

Kallum narrowed his eyes. If he hadn’t followed Calista upstairs today, Ava would have been found dead here the next day. 

How was Calista related to Ava? Why did she know who the murderer was? Also, how did she become such a different person? 

He told himself that he wasn’t curious about her, but he was afraid that this change might hurt his mother, and that was an unforgivable crime! 

Calista walked over as well and saw that Ava was still alive, and breathed a sigh of relief. 

She looked at Kallum and saw that his wound was still bleeding, so she hesitated before saying. “I’ll help to dress your wound…” 

“No need.” 

He told himself that he saved her earlier because a man should not allow a woman to get hurt and he was sticking to this principle, not because he had changed his opinion about this woman! 

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Calista suddenly scoffed at herself, her heart feeling bitter and thinking she must be nuts to care about whether Kallum was dead or alive! 

The police came in no time, and because it involved his employee, Kallum had to go to the police station as well. With him around, Calista was treated especially well. When she saw Wyatt, she returned. his wallet to him. 

Wyatt hesitated, then asked with mixed feelings, “You really have nothing to do with this case?” 

He still felt that she must be connected somehow, otherwise how could she have found the killer so quickly? 

Calista laughed bitterly and replied, “Ask me again when you’re not prejudiced against me anymore.” 

Wyatt frowned and said loudly, “I’m not biased, it’s a logical assumption.” 

Logical assumption? 

Calista was amused by this and slowly walked closer to him, and said in a low voice, “Then why don’t you question the murderer first then ask me huh? Officer Langley!!” 

After that she went to the room down the corridor to get her statement recorded, and Kallum was already inside. The junior officer taking their statements had no idea that he had a big shot in the room and excused himself to take a phone call, then sheepishly said he had to attend to something else, and a colleague would come and take over. 

Kallum frowned, but before he could say anything, Calista spoke up, “Sure, go ahead and do what you 

need to do.” 

The officer apologized again before leaving and closed the door behind him, leaving the room with only Kallum and Calista inside. 

The air was very tense, making it hard to breathe. 

Kallum’s arm was already bandaged, and he was very unwilling to stay in the same room with Calista, much less wait here awkwardly. So he stood up to go back to the office. After all, if he didn’t want to give a statement, nobody would dare to force him to, 

“Wait, Mr. Kallum,” Calista suddenly called out after him. 

Even though he was so bent on leaving just a few moments ago, he still stopped at the door with his back still facing Calista. 

“I 

y you hate me. But please give me a few minutes to say a few words, and I promise you that once everything has been cleared up, I won’t bother you again.” 

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