Her Vengeful Rebirth ( Calista ) Novel

Chapter 346 Making Their Escape 

Kallum led Calista upward with unwavering determination, not pausing even as they reached the rooftop of the fourth floor. Pushing forward, they climbed higher. 

“Did you manage to set up a zip line without me knowing?” Calista speculated aloud, pondering the likelihood of a discreet escape route involving sliding down from the rooftop, which seemed the most logical setup she could imagine. 

Kallum merely offered a mysterious smile in response, keeping his plans close to his chest. 

Once they reached the highest accessible point, they quickly secured the door behind them. From a distance, a thunderous noise grew increasingly intense, startling not only Calista but also alarming the entire Langley residence who were taken aback by the audacity of the intrusion. 

Someone had dared to break into their fortress–like home, with the audacious plan of a helicopter escape, and yet, they had caught no sight of the perpetrator. 

Calista couldn’t help but find the situation both amusing and frustrating. What can I say? This is so typical of Kallum. No matter the circumstance, Kallum always opted for the most straightforward and efficient means to achieve his objectives, never shying away from bold, attention–grabbing strategies. 

The pounding on the door intensified as Hans‘ voice echoed with growing frustration from the other side, “Who’s there? If you had the nerve to come this far, why lack the courage to show yourself?” Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Meanwhile, a crowd had assembled on the lawn below, their attention riveted on the spectacle above as a rope ladder was lowered from the approaching helicopter. The buzz of excitement surged among them. 

The moment the rooftop door was forcibly breached, Kallum’s grip on Calista’s hand tightened, and he exclaimed with urgency, “Jump!” 

In perfect sync, as the crowd burst through the door, Calista and Kallum dashed towards the rooftop’s edge. They leaped onto the railing, using the momentum to propel themselves skyward. 

A collective gasp rose from the onlookers as Kallum grabbed the rope ladder and Calista clung to him. They dangled precariously under the helicopter as it maneuvered downward briefly before ascending again, their daring escape drawing screams from the crowd below, nearly loud enough to rival the helicopter’s roar. 

The powerful gusts of wind kicked up by the helicopter’s blades forced the Langleys who had reached the rooftop to shield their eyes. The pre–dawn sky was so dark, dyed in shades of deep blue and black, that all they could make out were the silhouettes of a man and a woman, gradually vanishing into the night sky. 

“D*mn it!” Hans cursed under his breath, feeling a profound sense of humiliation. Caught completely off guard, he was forced to witness the audacious escape of two mysterious figures right under his nose. The frustration of being just moments foo late to catch them was maddening 

As they safely distanced themselves from potential capture, both Kallum and Calista breathed sighs of relief. Being caught would have been a massive embarrassment. 

Yet, the night had been undeniably exhilarating. It had been filled with both adrenaline–pumping action and the sweet relief of escape. 

“Are you happy?” Kallumásked, his voice light with laughter amidst the whirl of chopper blades. 

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Chapter 346 Making Their Escape 

“Absolutely!” Calista responded without a moment’s hesitation. Yet, her happiness was a secondary thrill to the freedom she felt that night. For the first time, Calista had completely let go of her reservations, placing her entire trust in someone else. And Kallum had proved himself worthy of that trust. 

The thrill of the night brought a spontaneous smile to Calista’s face as dawn began to break over the horizon, painting her features in golden light. Her eyes shone brightly, and her smile revealed her deep- seated emotions–the trust and affection she had developed for Kallum, feelings she had never fully expressed until that moment. 

Overwhelmed by the moment and the stunning view, Kallum was momentarily speechless. 

Choosing to let the silence speak, he leaned in and kissed Calista, their lips meeting in the soft morning light. As they hung suspended in the air on the swaying ladder, the horizon blushed with the dawn, reflecting the new warmth between them. Their kiss, although brief, was charged with emotion, its intensity leaving Kallum breathless. 

Close enough to feel each other’s heartbeat, Calista looked up to see Kallum’s wind–tousled hair and the intense, jewel–like purple of his eyes gazing down at her with unmistakable warmth. 

“Callie, do you know? I’m really grateful to you,” Kallum said, his voice blending with the wind around them. 

Calista, caught off guard by his words, looked at him with a mix of confusion and surprise. “Why thank me?” she asked. He was the one who helped me get revenge. Shouldn’t I be thanking him instead? 

Kallum pulled her closer, his chin resting gently on her head, the sound of his heartbeat clear in the quiet that followed. “Thank you for trusting me,” he said softly. 

He felt deeply appreciative that Calista had allowed him to breach her defenses, grateful she had not shut him out completely. 

Calista, still processing, felt another wave of emotions as Kallum chuckled softly by her ear. 

“Can you stop overthinking, please? I’m taking you somewhere. Just remember, for today, you’re underage, and also…” he paused, his voice dropping to a tender murmur, “you belong to me today.” As they soared toward the sunrise, Calista’s face lit up momentarily as Kallum kissed her forehead gently. 

“Before we go, it’s not every day we get to catch a rare sunrise, standing high above the ground. Well, what do you think? Does it feel different to you?” he asked as they both turned to watch the horizon. 

Half of the sun had already risen, casting a purplish–gold glow across the dark clouds, painting the sky in hues of orange–red and purple–red, reminiscent of a poet’s ink–wash painting. It was a natural spectacle of breathtaking beauty. 

Above them, a flock of birds shift from night to day. 

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