Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 193 I Can Get Sterling Killed Here

Rupert was left disoriented by Calista’s words. His eyes were still filled with tears, but he no longer struggled. Instead, he felt a sense of bewilderment.

Calista released him. “Do you really want to end up like your father? He had the desire to protect his family but couldn’t. He wished to provide a good life for you but was powerless to do so. Do you want to be a weakling, ultimately dying a pathetic death?” Her voice remained icy cold, yet within its frigid tone, an undertone of reproofingered–a subtle questioning, perhaps.

Throughout his life, Rupert had never encountered anyone who spoke to him with such severity nor had. anyone ever so brutally exposed the harsh reality and laid it bare before him.

Although he was only thirteen, his father’s death forced him to grow up prematurely. He was no longer just a child.

“Someone who loves his family, yet incapable of doing anything right? A helpless weakling?” Rupert muttered. He couldn’t deny that Calista’s words were true. In this region, most impoverished families were like his. Many heads of households couldn’t even take care of their own needs, let alone their family’s. As a result, the women ended up doing most of the work.

Some people, like his father, genuinely wanted to take care of their families. However, due to various reasons such as limited abilities and wisdom, they could only strive their utmost to keep their family barely alive. It wasn’t because his father wasn’t good enough. It was simply because they were too weak.

“I’m sorry…” Rupert suddenly closed his eyes, kneeling before the lifeless body. “I refuse to be weak any longer. I won’t let anyone drive me out of my home or rob me of my food! Dad, I want to be strong! I want to protect Mom!”

There was no point in bringing the body back, so Calista decided to bury it in the forest.

up in a single day, a kind of growth that many would

sensing the formidable presence of Calista.

to how all parents wish to give their children the best, but they might lack the means to do so. Can we blame them for this? No. But does

his glasses. His immaculate suit and attention to detail were clear indicators of his success as a businessman. His narrow eyes carried a hint of charm that made him

Women.

tone brimming with dissatisfaction. He was

towel handed to her and

that Calista seemed to have changed even more.

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still had an air of innocence about her. However, in just a year’s time, she had transformed into a formidable

waste time since you’ve extended an invitation. So tell me, what brings

toward a large tree nearby. It was evening and free food was being distributed here, hence the area under the tree was cleared. They continued their conversation as they walked.

market in South East Aploth, how many percent of market

a sidelong glance. “It’s such a vast market, and you’re asking how many percent right off the bat. That’s rather greedy. Besides, the Sinclair family doesn’t focus on this area. We only hold a small half–percent

you interested in

lit up a cigarette. “To say I’m not interested would be a lie. Even though my family wants to clean up its

“I can get Sterling killed here. Do you think you can take over his