Her Rebirth of Retribution

Those with deeper insight into the Fairchilds knew more about her; Calista was not only a medical prodigy but also the goddaughter of the Fairchild family and Kallum's younger sister on paper.

As Calista stepped into the spotlight, Kallum's usually icy demeanor softened momentarily, giving the reporters pause. Before they could bombard her with more questions, she tilted his head toward them and spoke clearly.

"I know the question on everyone's mind. Yes, my brother was indeed attacked by that lunatic. But just now, in the car, he received the antibody shot. It's quite evident that his fever has subsided. He's now part of the fortunate one percent."

Some of the reporters seemed convinced, noting that Kallum appeared free of any feverish symptoms, his eyes bright and exuding authority.

Yet, skepticism lingered among most of them, driven as they were by the hunt for controversy. Unintimidated by the possible repercussions from the Fairchilds, they pressed on with their probing questions.

"The implications of this situation are significant. Is the Fairchild family considering a press conference to perform a public blood test to allay public concerns?"

A reporter eagerly chimed in, microphone in hand, "Given that the K Virus is extremely contagious and uniformly fatal, immediate confirmation is crucial to prevent a potentially disastrous impact on the Fairchild family's stock values. What measures is your family planning to take?" These issues were already weighing on Kallum's mind. He knew that if they weren't addressed swiftly, not only the Fairchilds' branch families but also their shareholders and rivals lurking in the shadows would start causing trouble.

But that's okay, thought Kallum, glancing at Calista with reassurance, feeling invincible with her by his side.

Calista, feeling the reassuring squeeze of Kallum's hand, looked up at him and addressed the crowd, "After receiving the antibody shot, a recovery period of one to three months is required. During this time, my brother will be in seclusion. What is there for you all to worry about? Those infected with the virus rarely survive beyond a month. By the time he's seen in public again, any speculation or rumors will have naturally dissolved. So why push for a press conference when he's unwell?"

The reporters frowned, processing her logic. It seemed plausible that Kallum had indeed joined the rare survivors of the virus, and any doubts would be clarified in a month's time.

But what if Calista is misleading us? What if Kallum inadvertently spread the virus within that month? The implications could be catastrophic.

At that crucial moment, Kallum stepped forward, positioning himself protectively in front of Calista. His aura grew more formidable, a clear sign of his resolve.

"What Callie has said mirrors my own stance. If you really insist on a press conference, it will have to wait until after my recovery. I'm sure you can understand how taxing the recovery from an antibody injection can be. Despite knowing I'm unwell, you persist with these intrusions. Are you trying to provoke a lawsuit?"

His words, veiled with a threat, reminded them all of the unspoken power of the Fairchilds.

Kallum then led Calista, step by measured step, inside. He adjusted his pace to accommodate her high heels, making their entrance seem less like that of siblings and more like a couple deeply in tune with each other.

As the grand doors swung shut behind them, a hush fell over the crowd. Inside, they both knew this was merely the beginning of their struggles.

Upon receiving the news, Silas was already mobilizing influential allies, while Wanda had retreated, turning down any visits to focus on the crisis at hand.

After a month, a critical period, they would be poised to act decisively, potentially doubling their impact with half the effort.

Inside, Kallum turned off his laptop and addressed his assistant, Quintus, "What's the latest on Sterling?"

Calista, too, was keenly interested in the man's fate. Given his unique medical condition, he presented a rare research opportunity as a human test subject. Quintus responded, "Sterling is not only a serious health risk but also a major criminal. Exposing him will require careful handling and a legitimate justification." Kallum glanced at Calista with a mischievous grin. "A justification? I think I have the perfect one."

Curiosity piqued, Calista looked at him expectantly.

"My dear sister has always been deeply involved in researching the K Virus, even traveling to Corleon for it. As her brother, it's only right that I support her," Kallum stated.

He continued, stroking his chin

thoughtfully, recall that Grandpa's

will mentioned a property meant to serve as a nursing home. I could

convert that into a biosafety low net

four research center and get it nationally certified. That way, you can conduct your research openly and legitimately right here."

"The missing piece is a unique subject like Sterling. But once successful, it could be a

monumental contribution to the

world. I'm sure the government would see the benefit," Kallum

concluded, watching the excitement light up Calista's eyes.

"Are you really setting up a research center just for me? My own research center?" Calista was not the kind of girl who dreamed of luxury bags or makeup; her dream was far more substantial. Seeing the spark in her eyes, Kallum chastised himself. Had I known it would make her this happy, I would've done this sooner!

He nodded affirmatively. "Exactly, I'll establish a research center just for you. And Sterling will be your very first subject."