Her Vengeful Rebirth ( Calista ) Novel

Chapter 405 I Am Right Here 

Outside, the increasingly loud alarm compelled them to make a hasty exit; they had no other choice but to flee from the impending danger. 

At that crucial juncture, Derek expertly cocked his gun, ready for what seemed an inevitable and intense confrontation. Jarrett, on the other hand, was fraught with worry. 

The possibility that his actions could have inadvertently endangered his only remaining family member, Ambrose, filled him with dread, even before he had the chance to lay eyes on him. 

In a low, urgent whisper. Derek revealed, “From the very instant Horatio received the phone call from Ms. Calista, his allegiance shifted away from Kiefer. Now, he has Mr. Ambrose in his route to meet her. Consequently, our presence here has become irrelevant.” 

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Jarrett, unsure of Ambrose’s well–being, was visibly troubled. His anxiety spilled over as he asked, “What if Horatio decides to harm Ambrose when we make our move?” 

Derek’s eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint forming as he responded, “No, Ms. Calista would never allow Mr. Ambrose to come to harm. She specifically wanted me to show you something.” 

Derek then presented Jarrett with a video that David had previously sent to Calista. Watching the footage, Jarrett’s anger surged, and he gripped his phone so tightly it seemed he might shatter it. 

The orderly march of police boots resonated through the air. Before leaving to confront the police, Derek turned to Jarrett, stating, “Ms. Calista has entrusted me with a message for you.” 

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Jarrett’s intense stare flickered across the room, not directed at Derek but at the brazen b’stard who dared torment Ambrose. Through gritted teeth, Jarrett demanded, “What did she say?” 

Derek relayed, “Ms. Calista said this man’s hands are far too tainted. Should we encounter him, we are to break his fingers one by one, documenting it for her to witness.” 

This directive seemed to restore Jarrett’s composure, replacing his menacing look with a sinister smile. Brandishing his gun, he smirked. “Let’s see who can track him down first.” 

Meanwhile, as the car neared its destination, Horatio felt his anxiety mounting. The unexpected turn of events made him feel manipulated, like a puppet on strings. He experienced a pang of regret, realizing that Calista had been plotting against him all along. 

Despite her youth and seeming innocence, Horatio clutched to the reassurance that with Ambrose in his control, he had nothing to fear. At the same time, both Kiefer and Kallum were informed of Horatio’s treachery. 

Kiefer’s expression darkened with fury, while Kallum responded with a chuckle. 

“Don’t celebrate too soon.” From the phone, Kiefer’s voice was heard, his words laced with determination, “Now that Calista has revealed herself, she’s mine!” 

Kallum’s response was a warning, “Be wary in your pursuit; she is more dangerous than she appears.” 

That said, both men made their next moves. 

Meanwhile, Calista paid little mind to her whereabouts being leaked. Once David received word about 

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Chapter 405 I Am Right Here 

information, Kiefer became even more determined when he learned that Kallum had also sent reinforcements there. “We must capture Calista!” he commanded his most trusted aide. 

“Yes, Mr. Kiefer.” From the shadows, a tanned and muscular man of Lostarian descent emerged, his presence formidable as he spoke in the tongue of Lostaria, “Anyone who blocks my path will be ruthlessly destroyed!” 

Horatio, leading his men to the fishing yard, found the arga deserted except for rows of fish drying in the cold winter air. Evidently, the place had been cleared by Calista. 

Unable to spot her, Horatio dialed Calista, his voice tinged with fear. “Where are you?” 

Despite being surrounded by numerous bodyguards, the vast, empty space, coupled with the nearby sea breeze carrying a scent reminiscent of blood, heightened Horatio’s unease. 

“I’m right here.” The reply came from the phone and seemed to echo around him. 

Turning, Horatio was startled to see Calista standing alone, the fading sunset casting a warm glow on her, her black leather ankle boots shining under the light. 

“I’m here now, shouldn’t you release him?” she proposed calmly, casting a glance at Ambrose. 

Ambrose had always been known for his frail constitution, and now, tightly bound and effectively silenced, he was utterly helpless. Despite his predicament, the sight of Calista ignited a desperate flurry of resistance within him. His eyes, heavy with guilt, reflected his torment over her taking such grave risks on his behalf. 

Meanwhile, Horatio found himself teetering on the brink of alarm. The scenario before him was perplexingly abnormal. Why would Calista come here entirely on her own? With caution dominating his thoughts, Horatio restrained his approach and inquired, “How do you propose we exchange?” 

Calista responded by gesturing toward a car parked not too far behind Horatio. “My men are in the car. If you agree, you’ll let him go. My people will come to pick him up. When the time comes, he’ll head toward the car, and I’ll come to you. How does that sound?” 

The arrangement seemed reasonably safe and straightforward, especially given the vast, unobstructed. space around them. Notably, Calista was unarmed, which seemingly reduced the potential for immediate danger. 

After pondering the situation briefly, Horatio conceded with a nod and proceeded to release Ambrose. 

However, Ambrose was reluctant to leave. The moment his binds were severed, he yanked the rag from his mouth, eager to close the distance between himself and Calista. 

His attempt was quickly thwarted by Horatio’s men, who sternly advised, “Mr. Ambrose, you should have left in the opposite direction.” 

Despite their intervention, it was Calista who called a halt, her voice warm with reassurance as she smiled. “Don’t worry, he needs something from me; he won’t harm me.” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Ambrose was painfully conscious that his presence only escalated the tension. The feeling of uselessness overwhelmed him; it was excruciating to know that Calista, the woman he liked, was endangering her life 

for his sake.