Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 292 Past Memories

“How does Callie sound?”

An elegant elderly lady held a book, her demeanor devoid of any impatience, looking just like a lady from a distinguished family.

Pointing to a line, she adjusted her reading glasses and began slowly, “The embodiment of beauty, a vision fair and bright. How about Calista? Calista, Callie, rolls off the tongue.”

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An elderly man practicing calligraphy at the side nodded. With a swift movement of his hand, he wrote the word “Calista” on the parchment paper. “Perfect! It’s decided, then!”

He beckoned at the little girl at the side, who was only about one or two years old. “Come here, honey bun. From now on, this will be your name!”

The little girl was just as adorable as a honey bun, her cute, rounded face radiating pure innocence. She walked over clumsily.

Calista had an exceptional memory from a young age. She could vividly recall events from when she was only over a year old. She even remembered the color of the clothes her grandfather wore that day. She also remembered it was a beautiful and warm morning, with lovely sunlight filtering through the maple tree forest to stream into the house’s courtyard.

her mouth as she chuckled. “I hope that young man from the Fairchild family will treat my honey bun with the same affection as her name suggests in the future, cherishing her as his brightest and

wish when she

further it progressed, the more terrifying it became. When the two elderly people who cherished her dearly passed

terrifying until she began to feel

be happening! I’m supposed to… supposed to be treated as the most precious and beautiful possession… This isn’t my fate! Perhaps all I need to do is to endure this period,

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more she persisted and refused to accept her fate, the crueler the world seemed

not give up because she knew that the moment she allowed herself to succumb to despair, it would be the end of her

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to give up, why do I still end up in a desperate situation? Why?

slipped out from the corner of her eye, promptly silencing the crowd around Calista. Kallum’s heart abruptly clenched. He reached out and carefully touched that single tear, yet felt as if it were molten lava. It didn’t just scorch his hand but also

“What’s going on?”

present inexplicably swung their gazes to Shaun because they had never seen

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Past Memories

is now, she never

everyone’s heart softened following her tears. They even began to entertain the idea that the experiment should not continue. Seeing

now that she cried, it felt as if all their strength

due to pain but because she was dreaming. The movement of her eyes indicated that she was still in her dream, experiencing a scene of despair, leading to

possible, Kallum truly wished he could enter her dream and alter its course, yearning to protect

I

exploited and milked by Quincy. I was merely betrothed through an arranged marriage, yet Mirabelle was consumed by jealousy and sabotaged me. I only wasn’t willing to sacrifice myself to prolong someone else’s life, yet I was hunted down. All I wanted… was to escape, yet I was caught, injected with a virus, and reduced to a mere test