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.”

as

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.

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

was also her greatest wish when she chose the name

However, the further it progressed, the more terrifying it became. When

terrifying until she began to feel terrified, cry, and

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

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the more she persisted and refused to accept her fate,

not give up because she knew that the moment she allowed

ge

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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

“What’s going on?”

Shaun because they had never seen

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Past Memories

was even greater than it is now,

that the experiment

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

more 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

truly wished he could enter her dream and

I do

gifted, but I was 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