Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 9 The Start Of Doing As I Please

After her grandparents passed away, she did not slack off - she would often hide here to read, train, practice acupuncture, record the experiments she did at school, then write down the conclusion of those experiments.

The papers that were scattered on the desk were the results of all these years of research!

With a wave of her arm, Calista sent all these papers flying in the air, each piece of paper catching the light in her eye and then falling into the shadows. These valuable papers that most people would fight to get their hands on were now like trash in her hands. When Calista walked back to the car, she held a box in her hands, but it was locked. She passed the box to Benedict and said calmly, "Dad, these are things left behind by Grandpa and Grandma, I'm passing them to you for safekeeping."

Quincy could not keep her eyes off the box made from mahogany, and was hardly able to suppress the greed in her eyes.

Her gaze made Calista feel very uncomfortable, and she suddenly shut the car door again and did not get into the car.

"Dad, I suddenly remembered I have to sort some documents. Tell you what, you guys can go home first and I'll stay here tonight."

Benedict frowned, "No. You're wounded - how can you stay here?"

So he finally remembers I'm injured?

Calista looked at him strangely - she was wearing the clothes that Mrs. Fairchild had passed to her, and none of the wounds were visible. "It's okay, it's just a few scratches. There's plenty of medicine here anyway, I'll dress my wounds myself." Benedict wanted to try persuading further, but after thinking about her unusual behavior earlier, he thought that perhaps she really just wanted some time to quieten down, but it was best that she doesn't come here anymore.

"How about this - packing up everything in the house and coming back tomorrow! After that don't come running here anymore - it's best that family members live together."

Calista stiffened her hands but still smiled weakly.

"Ok, this will be the last time I'll stay here. Take care of the box for me, in case there are....thieves."

Yelena sneered at this, but by some miracle she did not make any comment.

Quincy saw that Calista wasn't leaving with them and started getting anxious. From what she saw the last time, the documents on Calista's desk were of great value, and she was getting her hands on them! Could it be that Calista was going to hide them? She thought of saying that she too, wanted to stay, but couldn't bear to part with that box of treasures.

perhaps it was better that Calista wasn't home tonight. Then she could open the box

made the hard decision of choosing the latter. She had no idea that for as long as Calista was around,

Benedict reminded Calista a few times to remember to turn on the security alarm before sleeping, and then

distance, she quickly made her way back to

for a

a box, then suddenly kicked the stove over and lit

but it was very dry inside. There were also all the papers that Calista had scattered earlier, so the

he would definitely think Calista had gone mad! The family knew how much this house

papers were the painstaking results of countless sleepless

the guidance of her grandmother when she was

on were

was burning

out, and when she turned back to look, she

forget how Quincy had taken all her things and claimed them as her own in her previous life. She

reached the peak of her career, so it was useless to fight

become better than her, so she laid traps for her everywhere. Eventually she was not content with just ruining her reputation, she even infected Calista with that incurable K

predicted time frame of a month. Quincy was still determined to kill her, so when she realized Calista hadn't died yet, she reported this matter and turned Calista into a living

by others when she was on the run, so she was completely unable to fight back,

Three years...

Calista laughed.

the whole house,

see how

explosion from inside the house, followed by more explosions, and the whole house

and the bright flames lit her face that seemed neither happy nor

was equivalent to destroying the timid side of her, and now she was on the road of no

she was finally able to do whatever her heart desired. If someone dared to touch her things, she would cut off their hands and feet. If someone dared

several hours, and Calista calmly observed from the side, making sure the fire did