Chapter 343: Chapter 343

Chapter 343 Enough Is Enough

“Thank you, but this is already sufficient as it stands,” Calista said.

At her words, Kallum’s expression grew more intense as he recalled a piece of advice from Wilbur. He had once said that under significant stress, a highly rational mind could be prone to depression–a state that, in fifteen percent of cases, could lead to suicide.

Given Calista’s subdued spirit and lethargic demeanor, these were alarming signs of depression that couldn’t be ignored! He felt a compelling need to stir her emotions, to break through her growing indifference to the world around her.

Relief washed over Yelena when she heard Calista’s decision to step back. In her view, it was only because of Calista’s persistence that Kallum had sought her out so late at night, plunging her into this chaos. Thus, with Calista’s resolution to withdraw. Yelena believed she had narrowly dodged a dire situation.

Unexpectedly, Kallum responded, “Let her go? Sure.” H

He then pulled out nine hundred from his pocket–a rare occurrence since he seldom carried cash. This particular sum, he had prepared specifically for this moment.

He handed the money to Calista, fixing her with an intense gaze, “Remember when she flung that money

wish!” at you? What did you want to do then? Now, with me here, you can do anything you

Calista stared at the banknotes in momentary disbelief, struggling to grasp the implication of his actions.

“Speak up! If you were thirteen again, what would you want to do?” Kallum urged, his voice carrying an edge of urgency, snapping Calista out of her reflective state.

She looked from the money to Yelena, the restraints of her younger self momentarily surfacing again in her eyes–now not so sharp or detached but mixed with fear and a sliver of… anticipation.

Reflecting on that past moment, when Yelena had both belittled her and tossed money at her face, what was she really supposed to have done?

“L… I wanted to shove this money down her throat… make her swallow it!” Calista confessed, a spark of old resentment flickering in her eyes.

A smile of relief spread across Kallum’s face. “All right, then let’s do it this way!”

“W–What are you planning to do? No! Help-” Yelena’s plea was cut short as Kallum quickly moved to cover her mouth.

With swift precision, he secured Yelena’s hands behind her back. His other hand gripped her chin, forcing her to face Calista.

Yelena was terrified beyond belief! She had never imagined that Kallum would stoop to confront her, much less that he was doing so to allow Calista to express her pent–up anger.

She whimpered, her eyes wide with fear as she stared at Calista. Will Calista actually go through with it? What did they mean by when she was thirteen‘? What did this sum of money have to do with me?

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showing no remorse for each incident. How could she possibly recall the significance of this nine hundred?

Fueled by this thought, a fierce blaze of hatred ignited in Calista’s eyes. Gripping the money tightly, she stepped closer to Yelena.

“Judging by your expression, you’ve forgotten what this nine hundred signifies. Let me remind you… Do you remember when I was thirteen and I asked you for eight hundred and eighty–five for a school event? There was also a girl who came to meet me so we could go to school together. You brutally humiliated us, and in the end, you threw these nine hundred in my face!”

Calista’s voice was laden with indignation and resentment as she recounted the event, mentally transporting herself back to being thirteen. In a sudden, fierce gesture, she hurled the money directly into Yelena’s face. As the notes struck her, it felt as if something within Calista shattered.

“You said spending even a penny on me was a waste, well, take it back! Moreover, this money is from my father! Whether it’s worth spending on me or not is not for you to judge!”

Yelena recoiled from Calista’s harsh words. Suddenly, she recalled the incident from long ago, and a flicker of fear began to rise from the depths of her being. If Calista intended to seek retribution for every wrong Yelena had committed in the past, she feared she might never rest easy again.

Suddenly, Calista reached out and gently tapped her face, pulling her back to the harsh reality of the

moment.

As they stood face to face, Yelena seemed momentarily transfixed by Calista’s intense gaze, momentarily. forgetting to resist.

“Look at yourself now, living off others, your reputation in ruins, living under someone else’s roof… You’ve always had lofty ambitions, your dreams soaring high. You looked down on my father, on our family business, and especially on me. But look at your current state–do you regret it now?”

Yelena’s pupils contracted slightly as she stared back in a daze.

A cold, malicious smile slowly spread across Calista’s face as she spoke.

“You might hold the Wolford family in your heart, but Harvey holds no respect for you. You cling to Hans, but his sweet words are empty; he can’t protect you. Only my father, the man you’ve always scorned- Benedict Stafford–has, over the years, strived to fulfill your wishes and care for you. Indeed, he may have seemed incompetent. A modest company was enough to disorient him. He was easily swayed and quite naive, content with mediocrity, and incapable of providing the luxurious life you yearned for.”

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