With a dismissive scoff, Kallum retorted, "So many lives at stake, do you really think killing her would solve everything?"


    "I-I..." The officer stammered, stumbling back a step,pletely overwhelmed by Kallum''s imposing presence. He was so anxious that he couldn''t find his words. What could he possibly do in this situation? Given the dire circumstances, he could only follow the usual protocol, resorting to damage control and suppression. What other options did he have?


    "Kill her, and those people will surely die! But with her around, those people can definitely survive. It''s just three more days. If anything goes wrong, my family will take full responsibility. It''s a profitable deal-what are you hesitating for?"


    Kallum''s voice carried a hint of intimidation, his rising inflection bearing down on the plump military officer, causing hisplexion to turn even paler. His mind became a tangled knot, uncertain of what to do next.


    Due to Calista''s intricate rtionship with the Fairchild family, her causing such amotion inevitably implicated them. It was undeniable that the Fairchilds suffered the most from this incident. However, instead of trying to limit the damage and distance himself from Calista, Kallum astonishingly chose to vouch for her.


    Given that Kallum had pledged his guarantee, the chubby officer didn''t dare to hinder him from leaving. Regardless of the methods used, it was only a matter of three days, a dy he could afford. If questioned by superiors, he would simply shift the me onto the Fairchilds. After all, he couldn''t forcibly restrain Kallum.


    "In that case, I''ll be patiently awaiting your good news..." The officer subtly shifted to one side, and the SWAT officers behind him simultaneously cleared a path.


    Without any hesitation, Kallum personally escorted Calista away. As they passed by, they inevitably attracted the attention of the crowd.


    This was a national crisis. Protecting Calista was akin to defying the entire nation. Even with the Fairchild family''s influence and wealth, mishandling this situation could lead to significant repercussions.


    All of this was because of this woman... What kind of charm did she possess to make Kallum Fairchild, the country''s leading arms dealer and a man of immense wealth and youthful aplishment, disregard everything for her? Even if it meant standing against the world?


    All eyes were on Calista, whose current state was far from morous. Her visage was marred by swelling and scars, herplexion ghostly pale. One had to wonder what unique allure she held that couldpel Kallum, a young and sessful arms dealer of considerable stature, to risk so much.


    Oveing numerous obstacles, Kallum and Calista drew the attention of many people. They halted in their tracks, gathering around to spectate. The patrol team mulled over intervening but hesitated, given Kallum''s influential status. With senior officers in the quarantine area refraining from acting, they saw little reason to escte the situation themselves.


    The atmosphere in the quarantine area was thick with tension, a palpable silence hanging over the area as everyone braced for potential turmoil.


    At the entrance stood a distinguished gentleman in his fifties, his hairpletely white, nked by only two guards whose formidable demeanor spoke volumes of their capability.


    Upon spotting the man, Kallum paused briefly before confidently approaching with Calista in tow. "Mr. President."


    The sudden recognition of the man''s identity by Kallum caught Calista off guard. She looked up, shock registering on her face as she realized the gravity of her situation—the President himself hade to intercept her.


    The President, a paragon of righteousness, managed a graceful smile despite the confrontation. "Why must it specifically be her you''re taking away?"


    It seems that the chubby military officer had already reported the situation.


    Kallum replied, "Callie is an


    exceptional talent in the field of medical research. You must have


    heard it was she who conquerede


    the Influenza T epidemic in Lostaria previously. Therefore, this time, she is the only one who can resolve the side effects of the antiserum and save those who have been infected!"


    Acknowledging this, the President added thoughtfully, "Yet, she is now a crucial asset. Letting her go could incite widespread panic. And what if she fails to deliver within three days?"


    Without a trace of hesitation, Kallum asserted, "I will bear all resultant losses-be it in reputation, status, or influence."


    The President, who held Kallum in high regard from their past coboration, sighed regretfully at Kallum''s words. "If she doesn''t seed, your family will face severe repercussions, and you will be denounced as a traitor."


    "Why entertain such a pessimistic view?" Kallum countered, a chuckle escaping him.


    His expression, even under the cloak of night, was undimmed by fatigue; his eyes sparkled with unshakeabl? confidence. "I trust her. Once she


    triumphs, not only will this crisis be resolved, but the Fairchild family will emerge as a beacon of admiration worldwide. Then, everyone will see that today''s actions were guided by wisdom."


    “So, your gamble is for glory?" the President probed.


    "No, I''m doing this for her," Kallum replied, looking down at Calista, his smile lingering. "She deserves the world''s attention long before now. She just never had the right opportunity. I''m providing her with that chance, hoping she will seize it and distinguish herself."


    Calista felt a profound stir within her heart. Be it in her previous or current life, her potential had long been overlooked, awaiting just one opportunity to shine. Now, faced with such a moment, she sensed the weight of expectation resting on her shoulders.


    The President''s interest in her was evident, recognizing her as not only extraordinarily intelligent but also favored by one of the nation''s most esteemed figures.