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.

treat my honey bun with the same affection as her name suggests in the future, cherishing her as his brightest and most beloved possession.”

her greatest wish when she chose

became. When the two elderly people who cherished her dearly passed away,

terrifying until she began to

the most precious and beautiful possession… This isn’t my fate! Perhaps all I need to do is to endure this period, and it’ll pass.

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more she persisted and refused to accept

she knew that the moment she allowed herself to succumb to despair, it would be the end of her for

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out and carefully touched that single tear, yet felt as if it were molten lava. It didn’t just scorch his hand but also burned a gaping

“What’s going on?”

of those present inexplicably swung their gazes to Shaun because they had never seen Calista shed a

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times past, when the pain was even greater than it is now, she never shed a tear. So, why did she

to entertain the idea that the experiment should not

still avoid thinking about it. But now that she cried, it felt as

distressed than anyone there. The moment Calista started crying, his eyes also turned red–rimmed. However, he knew that her tears were not 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,

dream and alter its course, yearning to protect

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myself to prolong someone else’s life,