Her Rebirth of Retribution
Chapter 71 Revenge

Calista hid the weakness of her body and smiled coldly.

"Nothing, I just saw that his strength is scattered, and I'm afraid he might not be able to take the strong medicine I'm about to prescribe, so I helped to gather his strength together first." Ambrose endured the pain he was now feeling and spoke in shock, "It's true! I feel much stronger now!"

On top of that, he could feel a heat in his chest, as if someone had injected life into him. He had never felt more energetic before.

Ambrose looked at Calista with bright eyes full of respect and worship!

"You're amazing!"

Calista did her best to hide her faltering body and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, I said I'll heal you, so I'll keep my promise."

A glint flashed in Carl's eyes when he heard that Calista was going to prescribe some strong medicine.

They were all well aware of Ambrose's illness - he was born with a poor constitution and it wasn't well taken care of. So unless he changed all his internal organs out, there was no way he would get better.

Calista had made a bold promise, and now she even dared to prescribe medication! And strong medicine at that! She was going to kill Ambrose for sure now.

Did she think she was invincible just because she knew some acupuncture? She would be left crying in no time!

Calista pretended not to have seen the look in Carl's eyes. She told Ambrose not to move, then took a pen and paper and quickly wrote down some herbs, with instructions for Carl to bring the herbs to a boil within half an hour on high heat.

Carl looked the paper over and purposely said, "Ms. Stafford, you were brought by Mr. Kallum and I shouldn't suspect you, but these are some strong herbs you've written down, I'm not sure if Mr. Ambrose can take it..."

Calista knew what he wanted to say, so she lifted her exquisite little chin slightly and smiled coldly as she said, "I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong! Go and get the medicine now!"

That was exactly what Carl wanted to hear from her!

Carl and the other dozen bodyguards heard her, and quickly went to get the herbs stated on the paper. The Sinclair residence had plenty of medicine and herbs, so they quickly got the concoction together. Besides boiling the herbs, he showed the prescription to a doctor under him.

"Take a look at this prescription. If Ambrose drinks this, what will happen to him?"

The doctor opened his eyes wide after reading the paper.

"Which crazy doctor prescribed this? Ambrose will surely vomit blood and die from drinking this! His body is so weak, how can he take such strong medicine? This isn't saving him at all, this is murder!" "Shh!"

Carl dragged the doctor to one side and said nefariously, "What are you afraid of? This is prescribed by that Ms. Stafford! Before she came, Jarrett already said to let her use whatever method of treatment. In other words, even if her treatment causes his death, it has nothing to do with us, we were just listening to orders!"

He looked around a bit, then hid in one corner of the pharmacy and whispered, "I'm going to ask you again. Once he drinks this, he's definitely going to die right? Will there be an exception?"

"No exceptions!" the doctor replied with confidence. "Ambrose's situation is basically what the ancient medicinal books call blocked arteries - the stronger the medicine, the worse it is for him! This one bowl is definitely going to kill him! If you're uncertain, you can change the proportion a little, but don't change too much otherwise you'll be found out." Carl was at ease when he heard this. "Alright! Once I bring Jarrett down, I'll remember you!"

After hearing this, the doctor was a bit doubtful, "If she really ends up killing Ambrose, do you think Mr. Kallum will really go up against Jarrett over a woman?"

Carl laughed coldly, "It'll be best if they go against each other, but even if they don't, I'd have made use of someone else to kill Ambrose, and this would be a terrible blow to Jarrett!"

"That is true...then we will have a chance."

The medicine was brought up quickly, and Ambrose was feeling very uncomfortable. His entire body was feeling very warm, and this heat had spread to his four limbs. Initially it was still bearable, but now he could feel a pain that seemed to seep from his bones. But he endured it and did not say a single word, because he could sense that Calista was different from all the doctors he had met previously.

Carl brought the medicine to her and looked at the boy while smiling coldly, "Ms. Stafford, the herbs have been boiled."

Calista took the bowl from him and smelled it, to replace that Carl had indeed increased the proportion. She shook her head and snorted, and then told Ambrose to down the entire bowl.

The medicine was black, bitter and smelled terrible, but thankfully Ambrose was very obedient. He endured the pain his body was going through and finished the entire bowl, and then looked at Calista with a crumpled face from the bitterness. Calista coaxed him gently, "Go to sleep now, you'll be better after a good sleep."

Ambrose suddenly had complete trust in Calista and he tugged at her sleeve and looked at her earnestly, "If I get better, can I go to school with you? I've...I've never gone to school..."

The desire to live in his eyes was very moving indeed.

Calista nodded immediately. "Sure."

Ambrose smiled at her response and was about to reply when he spat out a mouthful of deep purple colored blood.

All the bodyguards were shocked by this turn of events!

Ambrose continued to vomit more blood, and then he fell back onto the chair and fainted.

Everyone was shocked and somebody quickly ran to look for Jarrett. Meanwhile Calista looked coldly at Carl as if what happened had nothing to do with her, the look in her eyes sending chills down his spine. "You seem rather happy?"

Her calm voice had no fear at all.

Carl looked at Calista strangely. Ambrose had vomited so much blood and was on the brink of death, but this woman behaved as if she had nothing to do with that. He wasn't sure if she was some special person who was born with no feeling

of fear, or maybe she was completely crazy?

Calista had some suspicions earlier, but now she had confirmed them. If Carl was on Jarrett's side, he wouldn't have changed the proportion of the medicine. If he were adoyal subordinate, he

wouldn't have let her give

е

the medicine after seeing that sort of prescription. The only possibility was that Carl was not loyal to

Jarrett.

Did that also mean that when Carl came to capture her in her previous life, it wasn't Jarrett who went back on his word, but that Carl had listened to orders from someone else? Like Quincy, for example?

After all, at that time, Quincy was already famous, and it wasn't impossible that Carl wanted some benefits from Quincy.

After listening to Ambrose describe his brother, Calista suddenly felt that even if Jarrett wasn't really a good person, he wasn't someone who would go back on his word.

Had she hated the wrong person?

"Ms. Stafford, you're really not afraid to die huh? Don't you know what Mr. Ambrose means to Mr. Jarrett?"

All the bodyguards surrounded Calista, afraid that she might escape.

The doctor was on his way, but Ambrose's face was terrifyingly pale, and nobody knew if he would make it. Calista sat on the stool next to Ambrose and calmly pointed at Carl.

"You, come over here."

Carl had no idea why she asked for him, but he walked over anyway. He wanted to see what else she was up to!

But the next thing he knew, Calista had dug out a gun from her clothes and took a shot at Carl's leg! Carl let out a howl in pain, and more than ten guns were now pointed at Calista!