Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 201 The Flashback

In the end, all four individuals discarded their guns and gradually moved behind Jarrett, Only Sterling was

left. Just like a beast cornered at the edge of a cliff, he had no other fate but death.

“Calista! Jarrett! Do you really intend to do this? If I die, my father will never forgive you!”

Upon seeing him retreating continuously, Calista spoke sympathetically. “Tsk tsk, I can’t believe I’m actually feeling a bit sorry for you. Compassion is a terrifying thing.”

After Calista finished her lament, she made a slight gesture with her finger

Immediately, two people from behind her stepped forward. They snatched the gun from Sterling’s hand and pinned him to the ground.

The last time the esteemed heir of the Wolford family came into close contact with the ground was probably during his childhood days in the orphanage, let alone kneeling on the ground.

Calista turned to Jarrett, who stood by the side, and said, “I’ve handed him over to you. The ones he brought with him are his trusted aides. These people are privy to all his secrets, his business dealings, and can even represent him. With these individuals present, Sterling is of no use to you anymore. You might as well leave first.”

Jarrett shook his head, saying, “No, I want to see how you’re going to deal with him.”

“What else can it be?” Calista brandished a gun. “Obviously, killing him is the best choice.”

at her

to humiliate him first? Though it seems like it could

gun in her hand.

haughty tone he’d taken when they first met when he’d looked down on her as if she were a mere insect. Now, he was

had he not underestimated her,

treasure, he wouldn’t have ventured so recklessly into danger. Given another chance,

I won’t lay a finger on you again, so please don’t kill me! I’ll give

humble, but

pleaded with you in the

past life, I ultimately couldn’t escape the relentless hunt and was captured. I believed that death was my only fate. When

and loss. To simply

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the K virus due to his reckless behavior. There aren’t any cases like this back horne. If she were to get an injection, wouldn’t she make the perfect

more people, we’ll have more subjects for our experiment, won’t

he casually toyed with it in his

your bones and flesh are being ground up and slowly pieced back together… Ms. Stafford, you have a strong will to live, so you probably won’t die that easily, right? That would no longer

on the ground, her hand alternately relaxing and clenching. She bit

drew nearer, a wave of immense panic washed over her. Ultimately, she could

“I beg you…”

squeeze. “I can still be of use… I’m much more useful than Quincy. Spare me, as I can create more profit for you… Don’t kill me! I