Her Rebirth of Retribution

After Calista stepped out of the car, she realized the party had already been in full swing for a while. After entering, she glanced around and was surprised to find that everyone there was young. The moment Calista arrived, Quincy immediately abandoned the conversation she was engaged in and came over with a smile.

"Callie! I thought you weren't coming!"

Calista squinted her eyes, finding it hard to recognize Quincy. The latter had sexy short hair, heavy makeup, and deep cleavage, wearing a skirt that barely reached her thighs.

Does Yelena even care about her? Quincy's current appearance can easily pass as a top escort in a nightclub!

Seeing Calista's gaze, Quincy pushed her chest out and coquettishly said, "Am I scaring you? I got breast augmentation and liposuction in Hestrya. Do you think I look beautiful now?"

Her tone was casual, as if their previous conflicts didn't exist at all. Calista's scrutinizing gaze only made Quincy giggle.

"Don't look at me like that. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be living this good life now. No one controls me anymore, and I have plenty of money to spend! Much better than being 'Ms. Stafford'." Calista didn't miss the hint of ruthlessness in Quincy's smile as she spoke. She cut to the chase. "I heard you found a big backer. Who is it?"

Quincy chuckled, her eyes wandering over Calista's figure.

"They say keep it mysterious when you have a backer, right? Well, he's in the room upstairs. The party downstairs is so boring. Want to join our private party?"

Calista suddenly realized it was a trap aimed at her. However, with Kallum and the bodyguards just outside, she had nothing to fear.

"Let's go take a look then."

Quincy flashed a mysterious smile. "You're going to love it."

With that, she led Calista through a winding corridor before reaching a room. Upon opening the door, an odd, sour smell wafted in the air. The room was filled with smoke, causing Calista to furrow her brows slightly. She seemed to have smelled this odor somewhere before.

As they walked in, even Calista was slightly shocked despite her usual composure. There were seventeen or eighteen pairs of men and women in the room, most of whom were barely dressed. Some were vaping, while others were engaging in inappropriate acts. They were completely lost in their own world as if they were in their own beds!

Calista suddenly understood what kind of party this was. They were taking drugs as a group!

Drugs are banned in the country, yet Quincy is openly hosting a marijuana party at home? Does she have a death wish?

"How is it? Shocking, right? Do you know? Taking a hit before having sex is like being in heaven," Quincy said, lighting a cigarette and blowing smoke rings at Calista. "Callie, want to give it a try?"

Calista instinctively took a step back. There were also other drugs mixed in the air. She had just been overwhelmed by the smell of smoke.

As she stepped back, two men blocked her path.

"Ms. Calista, this is a private party. To prevent accidents, no one who enters can leave until the party is over!"

It was only then that Calista realized

what Quincy meant. She had assembled a group of wealthy and influential people here to engage in debauchery and then brought her in. Those people must have brought bodyguards to ensure their actions inside didn't leak out. So, while it was easy for Calista to come in, it

wouldn't be so simple to leave.

So Quincy doesn't want to confront me directly and instead recruited several influential people to take the lead?

"You really went to great lengths to keep me around."

Calista looked around at the people in the room, whose gazes were subtly fixed on her, seemingly being wary about something. Of course, if Calista left now and started spreading rumors outside, their reputations would go down the drain when outsiders came in and caught them red-handed.

How could Quincy bring in someone who clearly isn't the playing type? And she even wants them to take action.

"Don't say it like that," Quincy said nonchalantly I'm just helping you test Kallum's sincerity. I wonder if a couple of hours later when Kallum finds out you've been in this room for so long, what will he think? Will he be as steadfast in his affection for you as before, or will he abandon you?"

Quincy smirked triumphantly. "Of course, you can also choose to call him now and have him come to take you away. But with so many people here, if things get out of hand, the Fairchild family will inevitably make several new enemies. After all, those who come here are not ordinary people."

Quincy laid bare her scheme, putting Calista in a difficult position where any choice she made would be wrong.

Calista finally hesitated. In her previous life, Quincy's final backer was clearly someone from the Ingram family. But if it was him, he would never have thought of such a dirty and tricky scheme... Calista carefully observed the people in the room, realizing their identities were extremely sensitive. Yet, they were here. The identity of the person behind the scenes was becoming obvious. "So, is your new patron Jason Wendell?"

Her tone was hesitant and somewhat annoyed. If it was Jason, then things would be a bit tricky.

But other than the fearless rich and powerful Jason, she couldn't think of anyone else who would dare to host such a party with so many people here.