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.

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,

her greatest wish when she

shifting, transitioning from her tender childhood to adolescence and adulthood. However, the further it progressed, the more terrifying it became. When the two elderly people who cherished

she began to feel terrified, cry, and run

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

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

that the moment she allowed herself to succumb to despair, it would be

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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

“What’s going on?”

inexplicably swung their gazes to Shaun because they had never seen Calista shed

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it is now, she never shed a tear.

They even began to entertain the idea that the experiment should not continue. Seeing her

when she was indifferent, they could still avoid thinking about it. But now that she cried, it felt as if all their strength

her tears were not due to pain

could enter her dream and alter its course, yearning to protect her

did I do

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